For marasmelanin let me know if it's okay. I love youuu🖤 thanks for being patient. Things have been really weird lately with time and school so....yeah. Lol
Inspired by: "Just Like Me" Summer Walker
This imagine is mostly dialogue, the way I envisioned it; it's like a series of flashbacks like some sort of music video but in context. It's only like that for the beginning.
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Why don't you tell me what she got on me?
"I can't do this anymore."
I find it hard to believe that anyone will love you as great as me.
"What do you mean you can't do this anymore?! I'm your girlfriend! Not her. ME!"
I miss how your passion wake me out of my sleep.
* Flashback to A year prior*
"Wake up princess, I have something for you."
Banging on my door at a quarter to three.
"What are you doing here?"
"I bought you some flowers; I was thinking about you."
You play it safe so, I guess you go with her.
* Back To Present Day*
"... they're perfect for each other."
Without society's outlook on me, bet you choose me first.
"It's because they don't trust me? The fans don't trust me so neither do you, right?"
No, I'm not the type of girl you bring to mom but, we've got a special bond.
* Flashback to A year prior*
"I love you."
"I love you too."
You ain't the type of guy I bring to my dad but, there's no where else I'd rather be.
"You wanna meet him?"
"Hell no," you both laugh hysterically.
Than with you, yeah than with you.
*Back to Present Day*
"Would you believe me if I told you I miss you?"
You run the streets, you getting cash, you living life, you spend it fast.
*Nick's P.O.V*
"Actually, Could I have another round?"
I say you run the streets, you getting cash
You living life and you spend it fast
Just like me, just like me
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