jaggery

7. Just know, baby, that I used to wake up without a clue as to which way was up or down. To be or not to be, to dream or to drown. You ended all dat and attached my feet to the ground. God, how you walk like a teethed sun—like lions done raised you. I’ve still got rise to rule the jungle together

equal beauty in the way i look and think

is er plaats voor mij?

but look
          baby boy no pressure
          time has taught me learn the most not the lesson

is it selfish to say i want someone to be about me and only me?