A minute-A lifetime

Love? Lust? Lost.
In your eyes.
Found-in your arms. The end of searching.

Time slowed for us.
Heart racing like it knew something I didn't.
I breathed you in like air after drowning.
Weak in the knees, but steady-steady in my feelings for you.

Do you remember?
I do.
I remember reminding myself to breathe.
To believe you were here.
Mine.
I remember forgetting my independence and wanting to be owned.
Yours.

I remember wishing time would freeze.
Just a little longer.
For us.
For me.
For you.

Do you remember?
Knowing what I wanted to say before I said it.
Laughing at my jokes, then laughing at me laughing.
Wiping my tears, then scolding me for letting them hurt me.
Telling me your fears like I wasn't afraid too.
But somehow, brave together.

I wish for a minute of your time.
A minute in your arms.
They'd be a lifetime.
A lifetime I don't have.
One I wish I hadn't thrown away.

Maybe in another one.
I'd be yours.
Still.

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About Me

I’m Betty-the creator behind NdukuOutLoud. The name comes from my middle name, Nduku and “Out Loud” is my quiet rebellion against being, well…quiet. Naturally introverted, but this blog is where I speak up-about life, growth, and the everyday moments that shape us.

It’s raw, it’s real, and hopefully, it resonates with you too.