Sometimes we feel like we got life all planned out. We plan for the future but fail to live in the present.
Everything seems perfect to the public eye but behind close doors it's the complete opposite. Heaven becomes Hell but we have no choice but...
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DESIRE
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I sat at my desk sorting papers out when I got a phone call from Dave
"Hey baby" I smiled as I answered
"Hey love what you doing?" He asked
"Sorting out papers as usual"
"How was the exam?"
"Good. It was actually easier than I thought it would be" I told him
"See I told you, you ain't have nothing to worry about" He chuckled
"I mean I still haven't gotten the scores back so I'm still not in the clear" I got up going over to a filing cabinet
"When are you getting them back?" He asked
"They said within a month or so"
"A month? What the fuck? Why they need a whole fucking month to grade one damn test? All they gotta do is mark some shit up and write a happy face if they pass and a laughing one if they fail"
"Really? A laughing face?" I laughed at his sillines
"Hell yeah. Maybe next time they'll study"
"Good thing you're not a teacher because that would be horrible"I shook his head
"Horrible? Hell nah. Them kids would be smart as fuck fucking with me"
"If you say so" I laughed
"Are you down playing my intelligence?" He asked trying to sound hurt
"Not at all" I laughed
"Wow I see how it is" He laughed too
"You coming home late today?" I asked taking a seat
"Nah. I'll be home by 6"
"Yay! I get to have dinner with my baby" I squealed
Ever since the shop started getting clientele Dave hasn't been eating dinner with us. He comes home around midnight showers then we fuck and he's out for the night. And he's gone before I could wake up so I really don't ever see him unless we're having sex
"Yes baby. I'm sorry I've been busy but I'm going to start coming home earlier. I know you need me at home. I already talked to mugga and we're going to take turns running the shop. I'm working 5:30am through 5:30 pm and he'll do the rest"
