I miss the old Kanye

straight from the Go Kanye. Aww man. I just watched the saddest video of Kanye West. before and after. & you know exactly what i’m talking about. because what’s understood doesn’t have to be explained. right? the grief. the pain. the soul that left his body. I get it. i’ve been there before too. many times. & kanye never recovered. me neither. but not an inch of who he was reemerged and came back to him. forever changed. & not in a good way. a lost one.

& im writing this because im thinking about.. could he have come back to himself. to us? the kanye who wrote about when it all falls down. because it did fall down for him. & my answer is yes. with love. soul-reviving love. true CPR to resurrect his soul. to pour into him in all the ways he can not pour into himself. someone to hold his hand in grief. not someone who looks up to him. or down. just someone who is there. & sees him. not with what he shows. but sees the things he would never tell. someone to see the little boy in him who needs a hug. someone who doesn’t expect him to be his best and let’s him be his absolute worse. someone to make space for tears. & run baths. the way his mother once took care of him. that’s being seen. having your soul fed. but only one who see’s your soul can nurture it. how do i know this? because when i was where kanye is still. that’s what i got. & i came alive. again. (omg why would i leave him.. wtf. if you’re this i am sorry i broke your heart. call me. lol your spirit looks depleted) anywho

so why doesn’t kanye have this infinite resource and well of love in his life? it’s simple. i heard thru the grapevine & research that love isn’t a priority for some people when it comes to choosing a partner. instead, there may be other priorities. like having the baddest b* in the game wearing your chain. idk. or finances. control. maybe someone who just doesn’t remind you of. yourself. or your mother. i mean the list goes on. & it’s very clear in Kanye’s choices of partners that love was never a deciding factor. i see nothing but inflated egos. a woman who walked away from her husband who she didn’t love when he became too much, but she got what she wanted. & a bimbo who is like “anything for Kanye” who looks like an idiot. daily. chin held high. poor girl & as flattering as that may be to the ego. it’s not healing. it’s not love.

& i know in our modern world, and maybe even in the past…we don’t always make love a priority. & sometimes as girlfriends. wives. husbands. boyfriends. we’re just checking boxes. doing our jobs or what’s right. with no passion. with no love. doing a job like a lawyer or an accountant. like did you study for this or did you feel you feel deeply inspired? there’s a difference. & we forget about love. & love sometimes makes life worth living. for kanye, it seems like he stopped living when he lost the only woman he truly loved and the only woman who loved him. so bring back love again. it’s messy sometimes. but so is life. love might be your saving grace.the only thing that resurrects and rejuvenates your soul when it all falls down. you never know where life might take you. I’m sure Kanye didn’t because if so, maybe he would make love a priority too. because all the riches in the world can’t put your back in your body when love is gone. i wish i could pour love back into his heart. bring him back to life one hug at a time. anywho, pray for kanye & check out the video that inspired meeee today. lol