Living with HIV, sleeping with random partners, distancing yourself from family and trusting God. The journey was a journey. The lessons learned, the memories felt, the emotions high and the feelings low. What some may call love. Others call lust. What some may call foul others call surviving. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder but love won't lead you astray or will it? The darkest nights, the lonely days, the ho ways it was all part of the master piece to making me. A foul past but a bright future. If I love you why does it hurt so much? All I wanted was to feel good. Wanted to fill a void, this place of emptiness; but it left me broken, abused and misused. The pain the sorrow the lonely nights. But then I looked up and saw the light! Can you see the light?