Love is an emotion that makes us feel so many things. It's the butterflies in our stomachs, our hearts beating fast in our chests and our palms sweating whenever that special someone is near.
Two souls, two complete opposites, two people with their...
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Me? Hate man mhm bad bad One man in particular at the moment
Lies
Kmt mi salt yuh frig. Mi navel string must cut a Hellshire to rass. No sah a wah suh bout me? Mi nuh shit a church eno...mi one cyah so bad lucked.
Yuh know seh man a just big disappointment, nothing but krosses dem, I don't know wah them good fa kmt.
Can believe say this big back bwoy a ignore mi fi almost two week straight? When mi text him more while him nuh respond or if him do respond a some dry ass responses.
Kmft weh dat ago?
Mi nah run him dung either eno, mi just vex cause if the moon face bwoy did know seh him nuh want mi why him never just lowe mi alone?
"Ms Richards did you send over the spreadsheets I asked for?" My boss asked interrupting my thoughts
I shook away the thoughts of that idiotic, nonsensical, ludicrous, imbecile of a man who currently seems to occupy my thoughts no matter how hard I try to pretend not to be bothered by the fact that he seemed to not have been taking me as seriously as he made it seem.
Smh just disappointing.
*5 Hours Later*
Lord today drained me...I'm so tired I just want to go home, take a nice long relaxing shower then hop right into bed.
Cool evening breeze hit my face as soon as I stepped through the door of my workplace, I headed towards the parking area trying to focus on finding my car key that's somewhere in my purse and trying to be vigilant of my surroundings while walking without bumping into anyone or tripping on anything...I'm clumsy like that.
Luckily for me I found them right as I neared the car, well my mom's car, I use it when she can't be bothered to, the lady just doesn't like driving she too fraidy fraidy.
Then again I understand her fair cuz them yah people here drive mad as hell especially taxi man.
I open the door to the silver Honda Fit...yes Honda Fit...not my car not my choice. Believe me mi hate the likkle bug looking car yuh frig, so stereotypical for a young girl to drive one of these but I'm gonna drive it till I can afford my own.
Got to prioritize, as long as I can get from point A to point B it doesn't matter what typa car it is...but make no mistake if yuh call mi "maamz" mek mi hear mi ago tell exactly how far up unda yuh mada the maamz deh, yeh mi feisty them way deh.
I climbed in taking a look around the car before getting comfortable, can't evet be too careful, it's something my mom and I practice ever since we got the car.
