Make New Love Make Sense

Katrina and Maze have been going through a rough patch recently. They've been together three years, beginning junior year of college. Finally gathering their bearings they decided to finally get a place together. It was exciting at first but...

*Katrina POV*
He just doesn't have that same yearn for me. I miss how he looked at me. How he needed me, as if I was his dirty desire, the intelligence that intrigued him and kept him wanting more, his personal.. secret.. treasure. It had been just a memory now that things had became a cycle. We had both gotten so involved in our own little lives that what he needed, wanting, and was doing was the least of my worries. Unfortunately I had gotten so comfortable that I'd forgotten to keep up and maintain my own relationship. Definitely got a reminder though. Maze and I have been in our new house for 6 months. I have to admit, it's a beauty and he does his part. Well, if you consider 50/50 still exceptional but, that's my man. I try to stick beside him because the worl...
Uhn uhn.. See, I've been starting this little journal to "maintain" my feelings as my friends say. I'm too "aggressive". But this man has been in this bathroom for almost two hours. I know I'm a female but if it takes you that long you might just need a doctor.

Boom, boom, boom Katrina bangs on the door.
"Damn baby what?" Maze asks annoyed, on the toilet playing his game per usual. "Nigga why're you still in here? Textin that bitch again?" She snapped!

*Katrina POV*
Maze already has gotten caught entertaining his ex and I'm not gone lie it would damn near kill me if he still out here being friendly. Not because I care too much about the next bitch but the fact that my dumb ass fell for the okey doke and took em back! ...........