Love for me usually isn't,dates,kissing,and whatever,it wasn't really even part of my vocabulary,I've barely even flirted with a guy til' junior year,I know what you're thinking,'what a loser',but when your dad leaves you unexpectedly,would you feel okay,it all started when my mom lectured me about 'coming out of my cave',I felt as If me staying in my shell would keep me safe,but I knew that one day I was gonna have to come out,so I chose that day,And that is how my love began.
She walks in like the epitome of black girl luxury, but pain follows her. She covers it with bust-down jewelry and white roses.
He's quiet, but his presence is loud in itself. Everyone knows him, but she sees right past him.
She's confident, but he's more confident. She's fierce, but he makes her cower.
Passionate.
SADITIFIED.