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I used to think that I wasn't fine enoughAnd I used to think that I wasn't wild enoughBut I won't waste my time tryna figure out why you playin' gamesWhat's this all about?And I can't believeYou're hurting meI met your girl, what a differenceWhat ...

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I used to think that I wasn't fine enough
And I used to think that I wasn't wild enough
But I won't waste my time tryna figure out why you playin' games
What's this all about?
And I can't believe
You're hurting me
I met your girl, what a difference
What you see in her
You ain't seen in me
But I guess it was all just make-believe

ever since I and Isaiah started dating I've been happy but even happier because I have Bryson by my side at all times

we've been on a couple of dates but mainly with Bryson cause he didn't want to dad with my parent for the weekend, although our relationship is private to the public, our friends and family know we're together and I also started my youtube channel and it's been fun and I also had some big client come these past weeks and my bank account is loaded, I and Bryson are never at home we're always at Isaiah's

"babe, can you get the door," Isaiah said to me from the kitchen

"Okay"

I opened the door seeing Isaiah's mum with some girl and they both eyed me, they walked past me without saying nun

quite rude

I went to the kitchen to tell Isaiah his mum was here with a girl and he said he was coming, I stayed in the kitchen cause I wanted them to have their talk and everything.

"she is fucking black, she looks like shit literally"I heard his mum shout from the living room

"I don't care, I'm not doing anything with this girl over here, it's my life, not yours, "Isaiah said calmly 

"oh, so your gonna leave all this for that monkey that's half the size of a gorilla" heard someone very loud and pitchy voice talk

I got tired of the insults and talks so I went upstairs and crawled into a ball on the bed crying with the blanket over me, I cried for a while and then fell asleep.

I heard Isaiah shake me but I did bother moving cause I went in for it

"Des, I'm sorry," Isaiah said, I felt him kneel next to me on the floor resting his head on my arm

I just wanted to cry and be alone

I'm tired

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