1. I feel myself sinking, and I just wana get up and start running, because if I don't, Ima get stuck in this sad reality...that's trying to kill me slowly.
2. It never mattered what they said, it just hurt, that they could say it, to me.
3. The tears roll down so fast....
4. Coffee and a cigarette are always good.
5. Most of the time, the truth is hard for them to swallow, so they disappear.
6. Should I let it grow, or cut it off again?
7. He loves me, he loves me not? 😊
8. I would've kicked him, but I have arthritis in my right knee 😊
9. Love is a crazy thing, and hurts like hell if they don't love you the same,
10. Even the good, must deal with some bad...keep pushing!
11. If I told you, I love you, would you rescue me or leave me hanging?
12. Again...should I cut it?
13. I took off today, but I'm off tomorrow☹
14. I used to exercise
15. I used to run
16. I used to smile and joke, and I use to have fun.
17. What happened?
18. Where's my bible? I need to read the word.
19. Sometimes, I get so low and so hurt and weak, sometimes I lose feeling in my knees, and stride in my feet, then I ball up my feelings and dry off my cheeks.
20. Some only love you, when its convenient for their needs.
21. I used to love hard, and then, I had to love alone...
22. Some tears are just your fears...
23. He stubborn, you stubborn, wtf yal going to do??
24. I want him out, but he leaves hair everywhere....
25. Shall we begin?
26. He loves me, he loves me...guess I should believe that shit?
27. Take the wheel, anytime you feel ready Lord, I'm tired of driving.
Shanté: You were in her room, Jonathan!
Jonathan: Ok, ok, I understand that but-
Shanté: No, just shut up, ok! You hurt me. Badly. And-
Jonathan: You hurt me too, Shanté. Quit playing victim all the damn time.
Shanté: Well then I guess we shouldn't be together. We shouldn't talk, we shouldn't text, we shouldn't anything. We just might hurt each other again.
He tears up which causes me to tear up. I let my tears run down my face & he continues to fight his tears but there's one that's at the literal edge of his eye waiting to be free
Jonathan: ...but we're in love.
Shanté: Well we're just going to have to be in love from afar.
Jonathan: Shanté, I JUST got you back. Please. I can't...I can't lose you again.
The tear that was on the edge of his eye finally drops & another falls out the other. I look into the eyes I once fell in love with & force myself to say
Shanté: ...I can't do this anymore. *leaves*
🚨🚨🚨🚨Cuss words, sexual content, & n-word use🚨🚨🚨🚨
-I posted this story last year but decided to make a couple of changes🙂-
Ps - Every character in this story is black EXCEPT for Elizabeth😗✌️