noun: someone; a person (more so woman) who puts forth the less fortuitous before themselves in compassions of nurturing and honoring the distinct.
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ONIKA MARAJ
We're just friends.
Exploding head syndrome, not exactly an adequate systematic term, but certainly a thing. The meaning being, a slumber ailment in which sounds chime far more louder and noisier than they actually are when sleeping.
I've always felt everything was audible when I was drowsy or depleted, but I've been sitting with this pillow over my head for ten minutes straight, refraining from giving Beyoncé a scolding. I know she's hard of hearing in one ear, but that was no reason to have that TV blasting on it's maximum volume.
After so long, I'd given up on trying to get a few more minutes of the sleep I still felt in me in and jolted out of bed. The next thing was nearing the bathroom. I assumed Beyoncé crashed on the couch, accidentally, because I did talk some sense in her head after she tried to tell me she'd sleep there willingly.
It wasn't necessary for her to give me her entire bed while she slept in the living room when both of us had ample space to share. I thought about her stubborn little fit and her reasoning but that was all nonsense. Granted she still ended up on the sofa, I had to laugh to myself seeing she wasn't in bed when I woke up.
After our intense talk last night, I knew I had to go about my approach with her differently. Everything she'd suspected was so wrong; It wasn't so much of me not being attracted to her, but more so not being what she needs. Beyoncé is just now entering her twenties and hasn't dated anyone moreover. Her intentions were fondly pure, I knew I couldn't be what she needed on a serious note.
I was at the point where I wanted a substantial relationship with a practical life partner. She still has so much more to explore and learn over the years. Being held down in your twenties was not fun nor was it a smart idea, in my opinion I will say and statistical studies of the population. As her friend, I want her to have fun and enjoy the wildlife and get out there. Even if she had a totally different outlook on it, my belief still stood strong.
My heart wanted her happy, and I wanted to be that friend she lacked to bring her that prosperity. Which was, giving her the extra push she wasn't getting in areas she needed most when it came to her personal spirit. No disrespect to her best friends, from all she tells me about them, they've been with her for a long time and always have been her rocks. I was different, however. My calling was notable; I was a proclaimed Robin Hood, and my devotion to others like Beyoncé drove remotely.
This morning couldn't have been past ten o'clock yet, I knew that for sure. At the latest, I'm always up a quarter to ten every day so hearing her up this early was strange. She's never up unless it was her getting ready to dash to the dance studio.
