The Goal is Love pt 2

Bae💋

Presshu was bae now. I was infatuated with my new baby. She was kind, caring,  fine as fuck, romantic, and a rebel. I was digging the fuck out of her for real. Every time I had a bad day I had a gift at the door. Baby was love bombing me. I started getting serious about her but she was still in the friend zone because I haven't met her in person yet. I needed to see her, feel her, smell her, taste her and some more shit before I made her mine. We met in June and it was damn near the end of august and we still haven't met yet. I started checking her ass because I noticed she would get off the phone around 5:30-6:00 everyday. She claimed after she showered she went to sleep. That shit was very strange. You fall asleep everyday? Nah bitch you got some shit going on after 6. I kept doing me. I can't miss what I didn't have yet. It's nothing to replace a bitch. I didn't care how many gifts and "day time"attention this bitch was giving me I wasn't a fool. I was very observant and I didn't forget shit. I watched people's patterns. The truth always reveals itself. Bae better get it together fast not slow.