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Damarion .

Lil Man's POV
Baby .
Her body is perfection ,
God did so well when he made her .
Her voice is a song ,
All the angels adore her .
She's my ride or die , never left my side.
She the baddest b , I'll take my time .
Sleepless nights when she out on the road .
Makes me think about being on my own .
But she always comes back for her baby,
Yeah , she been thinkin' about me lately.
I love her , I need her , she my everything .
Id be devastated if she left me .
I'd never let her go , I'd come to all her shows , If I wasn't so low down and on dope ,
She doesn't deserve a nigga this fuckin' broke .
But she love her Lil' Man , no doubt
When we grow up , Imma buy her a house .
And we gone have 3 kids .
I'm not gone do what my dad did .
Imma be there for my family ,
And I'll do it all for my baby .
I put my pencil down and smiled . Well , here's another poem to go in the poem box . I slid my drawer open , threw my notebook in there and looked out the window . My girlfriend was coming to my town for the weekend , and I wanna make sure she has the best time . I sighed and watched and watched outside my window . I miss her . I feel like I might be obsessed with her ... Naaaah . I felt like reading my newest edition to her , see how she feels about it . She doesn't tell anyone about us ... I guess because how I'm living . I live in the hood ass part of town . My windows have bars on them , I barely have a bed set , and I'm always scouting for food ... I live by myself . Being 17 and living by myself isn't that bad . It's just hard to keep up . I sometimes forget to pay my rent , I sometimes have to sell drugs to get money because my job doesn't pay much . I don't like doing it , but ... I gotta do what I gotta do . I started living by myself when I was 15 . My mom left to the store and never came back . I didn't panic tho . I knew she was coming back . To this day , I believe she will come back . She wouldn't leave me like my dad left us . She was all I had and she knew that , so she would never leave me . When I met my girlfriend , I was 16 . I was at Chick-fil-A , waiting on Cortez and Graham to get food . I can't afford stuff like Chick-fil-A , and I hate asking people to buy me things . It's a pride thing , I guess . So my girl walked in with her best friend/god sister , and as soon as we made eye contact , we smiled at each other . I swear , no one can compare to her . She's just so beautiful , sweet , kind , understanding , graceful ... I could go one for years . She was always there for me , and she said she always would . I believed her . She finally pulled up and stepped out the car . She saw me looking in the window , and signaled me to come outside . I smiled and ran outside . I ran toward her , picked her up , and spun her around . She laughed as I spun . "Damarion , put me down bae !" She said , laughing . I love hearing her laugh . I smiled hard and put her down . "I missed you , Bahja ..." I whispered in her ear as I embraced her tightly . She hugged me back . "I missed you too , Damarion ."
I know what you're thinking . 'What the fuck are you doing with her ? How in the fuck did you even get her ? So you think you the shit now bc you go out with Bahja Rodriguez ?' Well , no . I'd feel like the shit if I was dating India Westbrooks . Or Kelly Rowland . Shiiiit , I'd feel like the shit if I was dating Hillary's fine ass . No , I'm not with her , nor did I want her because she's famous , or successful . Most people won't get this , but love attracted me to her . When I got to speak to her , I knew she was the one . We had such a connection no one could EVER have . Nothing to deal with fame , fortune , none of that . I just love her . That's why I don't mind her not telling people about us . We live in two different ass worlds . I respect her decision . After we kissed , Bahja looked at me . "What's wrong ?" She said softly . "Oh ... Nothing . I just hate that you have to come in here ..." She shook her head . "You know I don't mind . Come on , let's watch tv ." She pulled me into my home and led me to my room . I sat on my bed and watched her take off her shoes , then her jacket . She was wearing a white beater .. My white beater , to be exact , and red sweatpants with her pink hair pinned up . She turned on the tv and turned to me . "Lay back , baby ." I laid back and she laid in front of me . She loves to lay in spoon position when she's with me . "Baby..." I whispered in her ear . She looked at me . "Hmm ?" "Uhm , I wanna introduce you to my friends ... and if you meet mine , can I at least meet yours ...?" Her face faltered . "Damarion ... I don't know , they might not approve of you ." She said , with guilt dripping all over her words . I sighed . "Does it really matter what they think of me ? Don't you love me ?" "I do ! With all my heart . But I just want them to like you , I don't wanna go through all that drama ." "why wouldn't they like me ?" "I mean , you curse a lot when you are around your friends , you smoke around your friends , you act like a dick head around your friends ..." My face changed to utter shock . "I do ?" "Yeah ... You aren't yourself when you're around them . And I don't want my friends to find out about that side because you're the sweetest boyfriend I ever had ." "Just the sweetest ?" She smirked and leaned closer to my face . "You're also the sexiest ." I grinned. "Hmmmmmm .... I better be ." She giggled and I pecked her lips . "Okay ... You can meet my friends . Just as long as you are Damarion , not Lil' Man ." She whispered . I nodded . "I promise , baby . I love you ." She rubbed my cheek and smirked .
"I love you too , Damarion ."