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Differences

The worst part about us not all being raised the same is that
We’re not all raised the same.
I know it sounds stupid
I know you’re thinking, duh why would we want to be alike?
Our differences make us unique
Helps us stand out from each other
But what about the differences that make or break things?
Different values
Upbringings
Core beliefs
Different expectations of life
of each other?
And the things they can break
Oh the things they can break
Friendships
Trust
Relationships
Promises
So many things
But I can only think about the things they broke for me
I can only think about the fact that my whole life I was taught that hard work is the key and working is never a question
And that he was taught that a job will come when it comes and we’ll eventually be okay
I can only think about the fact that I was raised on love and the important of family while he
He was raised around people who only worried about themselves
People who would turn their backs when you needed them most
I can only think about the fact that I raised by a strong black man who would do any and everything for me no matter what.
A man who wanted to provide.
He didn’t agree with the 1950 expectations
I didn’t want to be a stay home I just wanted to believe I could be
He was the perfect lover
He was the most beautiful man
His heart, his heart was pure, even after all his negative interactions and beliefs
He was smart
But there were too many differences
Inconsistent expectations
And not enough follow through.
The greatest love I’ve ever known
And I lost it because we’re different
Because we couldn’t quite get it.

Laura Soriano

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