Torn Between Two Lovers & The Streets

Torn Between Two Lovers & The Streets

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WpMetadataReadMatureComplete Tue, Sep 14, 20213h 20m
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Maya finds herself battling between two lovers and the streets. Maya has always been that chick who rode out for her friends. She always made a way out of no way when it came to making money. She ran into one particular individual that made her change some of her ways. But then she ran into another one who made her realize that it's more to life than just the street's. Maya finds herself battling between two individuals that want to love her and take her off the streets. But is Maya ready to give up the streets? Or will she settle with one of the individuals? And is it worth it or not. Will maya find love in one of the two or will she fall victim to the streets. Is love everlasting or is it just unreal to have. Will Maya ever get out of the hustle? Will Maya still be Maya through the changes? All I know is Maya is that boss that will have you on your knees begging please when it comes to her. Maya is that bitch and will always be that bitch period.
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I adored the way love appeared on the big screen-two people destined to go to great lengths just to be together. Above all else, they bent the world to make space for their love. And yet, I never once asked why: if love is boundless, without constraint, why does it so often arrive as an interruption-demanding more than it can give? Maya says love recognizes no barriers. I take that as gratitude for those with genuine hearts and sound minds. As for me, if you must intrude, disturb my peace-not my time. I remember the first time you let my heart bleed. We were young, and I prayed to God to change your mind-but my life was just beginning. I told myself, if it's meant to be, it will find its way back to me. So I wiped my tears and continued on my way. But then I found you again. Maybe I should have turned the other way. Maybe I should have been harder, colder, wiser. But something in me stayed soft. And just maybe-you were the answer. So I stayed. And I pray that my love for you won't be the end of me.

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