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LEE-ANNA VICTORI SMITH | 𝟷𝟿
Why him wah mi kill mi self?
"Why mi wake up and nuh see yuh?" i frowned while looking at him.
We were on video-call because i've developed a bit of separation anxiety i must admit.
"Mi did have a video-shoot fi do babes and mi tell yuh" he said looking around seeming distracted.
"See di man dem yah, a pan di set mi deh right now." he explained spinning the camera around.
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I miss him so much. Mi jus wah live in a him skin.
"What time are you coming home?" i said , getting out of bed begrudgingly while heading to the bathroom.
"Round afta 11 or suh, same thing shantae call and ask cause elijah deh yah wid mi." he answered.
"Skai a keep one restaurant opening still enuh, yuh can portal wid shantae." he said looking away from the camera saying something.
"Mi will tell sen har yuh numba , mi affi cut yah now so lates enuh babes. Sen mi weh yah wear." he said wiggling his eye-brows before laughing.
"Okay, bye bye. Stay safe!" i said blowing him a kiss while proceeding to hang up.
Mi miss mi man.
Putting some music on, i stripped out of my clothes taking a shower as the water cascaded down my body. Lathering my body with soap i took my time in washing every aspect of my body as Melanie Martinez's "High School Sweethearts" blared through my speakers as i muttered the lyrics.
Contrary to most beliefs i do like jamaican music. I haven't listened to most young artists like my boyfriend and his friends but i've heard of a few of his songs.
