Part 7

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Princess
Somebody real is hard to find
Somebody worth all your time
Somebody who can tell you the truth**

I haven't been able to function all week. I've just been listening to love songs tryna cope with my depression. I got on my school email to see if any of my professors wrote back yet. I told them I got in a car wreck and was going to be out for a week due to my " injuries " . There's no way I could go back on campus with a broken heart. Every-time I look up I'm somewhere crying my eyes out. I don't know what this boy got on me but I have no strength left inside of me. I get on my knees and ask God to heal my heart. If he's not for me let him be. It's been 2 years and he never even told me I LOVE YOU . Why am I still here? What am I holding on to? I just want to be loved. As soon as I get done praying I get up and go in the kitchen to get a soda. It's niggas everywhere . My cousin Omar is also a huge drug dealer . But I have my own crib at his house . His niggas know not to come near me. I go back and sit on my bed and see a long text message. It's baby. " I'm sorry for what happened.. I promise I don't fuck with nobody but you. You the only girl I wanna be with.. I need you in my life. I know I fuck up sometimes but I promise I never fucked that girl .. she just was on some childish shit . Come back home baby.. I'll pick you up. I wanna take you to go get that bag you want. Shit, get whatever you want . I just need my girl back ." I start typing - - I love you more ba - - . " Naw. Fuck him. He gone have to come harder than that.

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