Picture Prompt # 2
𝚂𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚝, 𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚣𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚏𝚞𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚏 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜, 𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚎.Toni Morrison
𝒀𝒐𝒖’𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒚𝒑𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒘𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒅𝒆𝒆𝒑𝒍𝒚 𝒂𝒅𝒎𝒊𝒓𝒆.
There is no conversation off the table cause we’re past the judgement zone.
You’ve done things where I shake my head and laugh with no comment or I let you know where I stand but my opinion is not law.
I’ve shared my thoughts in an unfiltered way because we’ve built trust over the years.
𝑰’𝒎 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒖𝒏𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖’𝒓𝒆 𝒋𝒖𝒎𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒅𝒈𝒆 𝒐𝒓 𝒋𝒖𝒎𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒓𝒐𝒐𝒎.
Seriously, I’m here to listen and give you space to simply be you. I’m only asking that you continue to make room for me and turn the celebration music and keep the reality disco ball twirling. Not many people can do that, so that’s why you’re my favorite sister.
𝒀𝒐𝒖’𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒏’𝒕 𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒊𝒕𝒖𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝒈𝒐 𝒕𝒐𝒐 𝒇𝒂𝒓, 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝑰 𝒍𝒆𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒔 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒕𝒐𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒘 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒅 𝒂 𝒇𝒆𝒘 𝒅𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒂𝒊𝒍 𝒎𝒆 𝒐𝒖𝒕.
You’re the one that answers my late night calls and I realize you’re sleepy and I’m happy you answered because that’s how we flow.
𝒀𝒐𝒖’𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒐’s 𝒆𝒏𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒉𝒐’s 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒇𝒔. 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒚 𝑰’𝒎 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒎𝒆, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒂𝒔𝒌𝒔 𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌.
We’re hardly literal, sometimes spiritual with a mix of hood type symbolic vibe that speaks bluntly while rolling a fragrant rose blunt. That’s the type of sister sister you are.
We’ve prayed, we’ve affirmed another.
We’ve prayed, we’ve manifested new lives together.
I’ve grabbed your booty, you’ve slapped mine.
I’ve held your hand, you’ve embraced my entire mind.
You’re exactly why God makes sense.
You’ve set the tone of what each human being deserves in a life partner.
You are beautiful.
You are precious.
Just by existing.
I love you.
You’ll always be my sister.