Peace is fragile when secrets are starving. This chapter sits at the intersection of restraint and rupture , where control slips, loyalty is questioned, and the weight of unfinished business presses in from every direction. Some calls don’t reconnect people. They reopen everything.
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When The Moon Looked Away
The moon leaned in like a thief,jealous of the heat spilling through my skull—a fever-dream of youpinning me to the kind of silencethat moans louder than sound. Your breath—hot, reckless—pouring sin straight down my spine.My name breaking in your mouthlike glass under bare feet.Fingers dragging the edge of pleasureuntil it bled into worship. It was … Continue reading When The Moon Looked Away
I Didn’t Know I Was Breaking Until…
I didn’t know I was breaking… Until I broke. My heart didn’t just crack—it dismantled. And truth be told, the reconstruction still looks like a demolition site. I didn’t know breaking meant being mentally bagged, emotionally bruised, and physically exhausted by the weight of people who kept reaching while I kept giving. I didn’t know … Continue reading I Didn’t Know I Was Breaking Until…
TABIT| Accountability Ain’t Attack: You Just ain’t used to Being Called Out, Love. ❤️
There’s a certain kind of silence that follows correction. A heavy pause. A shifted breath. A tension that wraps around the room like heat. Because the truth—when it ain’t been heard in a while—don’t always land soft. Let’s talk about it. Some of y’all think love means letting you run wild. Think loyalty means never … Continue reading TABIT| Accountability Ain’t Attack: You Just ain’t used to Being Called Out, Love. ❤️
The Kind of Freedom They Don’t Talk About
They don’t always clap for this kind of freedom. Not the kind that’s wrapped in red, white, and blue. Not the kind that looks good in Instagram quotes. Not the kind you celebrate with fireworks and grilled ribs. I’m talking about the quiet kind of freedom. The kind you bleed into. The kind that costs … Continue reading The Kind of Freedom They Don’t Talk About
Serenity’s Bliss (Part 7)
Paige would sometimes slip into moments where she remembered Chance in the beginning of their dating. He was sweet, charming, respectful—and fine as hell. Everything seemed to be going well. They were having the times of their lives. Then something changed. Chance became someone she didn’t recognize. He became controlling and, quite frankly, scary to … Continue reading Serenity’s Bliss (Part 7)
TABIT: Lessons Pain Taught Me – When Betrayal Makes You The Villain
It’s funny how betrayal dresses itself up. You’re the one left bleeding, but somehow they call you the aggressor. The villain. The storm. They forget who kept the peace.They forget who stayed quiet while they crossed lines. The Battle Between Truth and Foggy Reality There’s a silent war that begins the second betrayal steps onto … Continue reading TABIT: Lessons Pain Taught Me – When Betrayal Makes You The Villain
Talk About It Thursday: Lonely in a Room Full of People…The Ache Nobody Sees
Picture this. You’re sitting at a table. Laughter all around you. Clinking glasses. Stories being shared. Smiles stretching wide across faces. And you? You’re nodding. You’re smiling back. You’re there… but you’re not. Because inside, your heart feels like it’s folding in on itself. Like you could scream—and no one would hear it over the … Continue reading Talk About It Thursday: Lonely in a Room Full of People…The Ache Nobody Sees
He Cried in Silence: The Mental Weight Men Carry
We don’t talk about men who cry in silence. Men who bury what breaks them. Men who are expected to be “strong” at all times—even when their world is caving in. We don’t talk about them enough. And honestly? We should. When Strength Becomes a Mask From the time they’re boys, men are told what … Continue reading He Cried in Silence: The Mental Weight Men Carry
Serenity’s Bliss (Part 6)
She stared at the screen like it might change if she blinked hard enough. Paige’s voice sounded like it came from underwater. Everything around her muffled—except her pulse. Loud. Unforgiving. Ruthless. “SERENITY!” Paige yelled to snap her friend out of this trans she seemed to be in. She walked toward her, almost in a walk-run … Continue reading Serenity’s Bliss (Part 6)
When Help Looks Like Betrayal: The Guilt of Calling for the Ones You Love
There’s a specific kind of ache that comes from doing the right thing—and getting punished for it. I’ve been there. Too many times. The calls usually come late. Shaky voice on the other end. Tears. Silence. Then the words no one wants to hear: “I don’t want to live anymore.” And in that moment, you … Continue reading When Help Looks Like Betrayal: The Guilt of Calling for the Ones You Love
Been Him
You been Him… But your shine don’t hit the same. I waited through shadows, prayed through silence— but you just played the game. Held the door. Lit the path. Softened the landing where you could begin… But I’ve been waiting too long, and my grace is wearing thin. ~Kae Jaye
Still Listening for Her
At night… I cry. Let out the deepest sigh. Sometimes it’s hard to face The mural of a darkened sky. Every star that glistens— I swear it’s you listening. But sometimes memories scar, And I’m too tired to be reminiscent. A longing out of reach… Yet pain won’t let me forget How cruel time can … Continue reading Still Listening for Her
Serenity’s Bliss (Part 5)
Serenity made her way upstairs to her room to find a sobbing Paige. She approaches her, wraps her arms around her friend in comfort. “I’m so sorry I wasn’t there when this message came through Paige, but I’m here now. Let’s talk about this.” Paige looks up at her friend, and hands her cell phone … Continue reading Serenity’s Bliss (Part 5)
The Silence Before the Scream
They thought she broke. But she was just quiet long enough to hear God clearly. She don’t broadcast breakdowns. She heals in silence, rises in strategy. The stillness? That’s sacred. The scream? That’s coming. And when it does— it won’t be a cry… it’ll be a call. -Kae Jaye-
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