-a traphouse production- my works #1 february 2021™️ "that's why i wanna thank you and then give you the best of me ..i can't take back the past but i got the recipe. let's jump on a plane, see the world together..give you my last name, be my girl forever...."

"I got love for her, there's a difference." ..... Nya and Shaun have been best friends since she was 15 and he was 19. Having both lost a parent at the exact same time brought them together. Which later in life slowly turned into something more than friends, but they both denied it. Now 18 Nya was ready to become more, but Shaun wasn't...

"I love you Pooh."

just read it 😛

change /CHānj/ verb make or become different.

***IM CURRENTLY REWRITING THE BEGINNING OF THE BOOK BC I WAS SO YOUNG & SOME OF IT IS DUMB TO ME NOW RE-READING *** MAY OR MAY NOT PUT UNPUBLISH & REPUBLISH AGAIN.

"Hello, Sincere. How are you feeling today?" "Same as everyday, can't sleep, can't eat.." I trailed off, looking down at Sinclair who had a perfect mixture of both V and I. "That's not good." She said and I shrugged. "None of this is." I said and she nodded understandingly. "Have faith." She said, placing her hand on my shoulder and I nodded. I tried hard to keep the tears in because I had to be strong for everybody. The family was really going through it and I just wanted her back in my arms. V had my heart and if I lost her for good, I'd never look for love again. The doctor walked out as I sat there quietly and Clair looked over my face while she made spit bubbles. I bit my bottom lip, holding back tears as I looked at V laying there with tubes in her. Not able to hold on any longer, I broke down. "Baybeh, I need you..." I trailed off, shaking my head. "I need you so bad, I can't do this shit. I can't do life with you." I explained, looking down at the floor. "We need you, ma." My voice cracked, looking over to Sinclair who was still looking up at me. "Our baybeh girl is so beautiful, ma. I want you to see her, I want you to see her grow up. I want you to be here with us.." I trailed off, collecting my words. I wiped my face as more tears poured down and I shook my head, sighing deeply. "Wake up, baybeh." I spoke, breaking down as I bit my bottom lip.

When you gonna let it go? We know you wanna let it all be free... KI THE MANIAC AUG. 2022