How was I suppose to know that you didn't like the way chocolate tasted? Or how was I suppose to know that night we met you were wearing a white polo underneath that jacket you let me borrow because you somehow sensed that I was terrified of the rain and was not planning on leaving that building?
How was I suppose to know that you would mean so much to me? I honestly wasn't really expecting for you to stay. It's really not you, don't get me wrong, it's just that everyone that I care about that I knew and once loved, they all left. So i was honestly just waiting on you to leave, no bullshit. The main thing that surprised me the most, was the fact that you knew me so well! you know me better than I honestly know myself and that may sound a bit creepy and freaky, it's true.
No coffee, because coffee makes you short and my short 5'4 self doesn't need to get any shorter.
Fruit and water every day because from 4:30pm to 8pm I am putting in work, be it on the field, on the court, or on the track.
When I am texting you between the times of 10:30am and 11:30am, and i stop replying it is because i am taking my power nap since i didnt sleep until 1am that morning cause that's the life of a student athlete.
you know so much about me, you are my best friend, my soulmate, my nigga, my ride or die. you just know so many things about me and i didn't even know this about myself but you figured it out.
every time I'm in the car, the window has to be down. i do not give a damn how cold it is outside, or how hot it gets especially in this Texas weather. The window stays down and if it's nighttime, and you found me staring up at the sky, you never bothered me because you knew I love stargazing. That's the only thing in my life that hasn't changed since i was little.
the way i look at the stars is the way you see a fine ass girl walking down the street and she got a fat ass. you stop whatever it is you're doing and you stare and stare. not wanting to miss the moment. the difference between yours and mine, is that mine won't slap the living hell out of me because i can't touch it. even if i could, i wouldnt dare because that is a beautiful piece of art that no one can touch or even own. Look, but don't touch.
March 15, the day I gave up, the day I gave in, the day all the walls came down, the day I made the choice to stay with you, the day I prayed to God asking Him that if you and I were meant to be together, then help us through the tough times and for us to grow stronger and stronger together because you are that star that I'm always staring at and i always find myself thinking about.
you are my comfort, you are my "thinking outside the box", you are my hot, you are my cold, you are my best friend, you are my enemy, you are my heart, you are my soul, you are my breathe!
but guess what my love, you left. No wonder why I'm barely breathing.
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Dear Love
RomanceLittle did I know that you would be the light of my world, cheesy, i know. What I didn't know was that you would also bottomless pit I constantly fall into. My dearest Love, you are the cure to my addiction, you are also the addiction that I am run...
