Letting go

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Hands that caressed my soul, loved so deep felt like a steep when your hands slid me down on your piece. Fuck a breath taking more like a soul seeking type of love. You've snatch my soul with no mouth play.- JAHKATT

Giving the Uber driver the address to the club

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Giving the Uber driver the address to the club. I stared out the window. Taking in the dark life of the city.

It was at night time when it all came alive.
It was at dark when you had to protect yourself.
It was at night time when you hid and cried in your room for hours.

Getting lost in my thoughts. Kash happened to pop into my head.

I don't know what it was about him that made me so interested in him. But I was scared. God irking scared. Of what? Of the thought of loving him. The idea of loving him. God was I scared.

His ability to say so much even when he was quiet? Or was it that every time  I saw him I wanted to know more. It was those eyes . They trapped my soul. They were like looking at a masterpiece in a museum.

Maybe I'm over thinking it. Just maybe.

Realizing I was letting my overthinking scare me even more . I decided to read to let my thoughts vanish. Opening the wattpad app and clicking on scared to love.

"We're here ma'am." The Uber driver announced.

"Thank you." I replied getting out and stepping into the line.

Just as I was able to move up. Ava was calling.

"Hey, where are you? She asked over the loud music.

"In line. I'm almost in." I replied back to her.

"Okay.. we're in vip the 2nd booth up the stairs."

"Okay... see y'all soon."

I was next in line. Walking in I heard the sound of special affair by the Internet playing.

Looking for the vip sections that Ava explained. I spotted Ava and vee. Walking over to the section they were in.

We exchanged greetings. Sitting down I took in the scenery. It was nice vibey and relaxing.

Tonight I decided I was going to be free. I decided I was actually going to let loose and have a little bit of fun.

After sitting awhile I wanted a little bit of liquid courage to get the "fun" started. Getting up and walking down the stairs to the bar. I sat in one of the stools and called the bartender over. A short guy. Long dreads.

"What can I get for you?" He asked.

"Bellini."

"Classy beautiful drink, for a beautiful girl like you." He filtered, walking off he returned with the drink.

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