it's the fact that i left y'all hanging for over 20 days for me 😭 sorry y'all, school & my job really kicking my ass
- fuck em girl i guess he didn't know any better, girl that man didn't show any effort. do all i can just to show you you're special. certain it's your love that holds me together -don't by bryson tiller
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i leaned back in the chair looking at jahzell who was using some corny pick up lines on makayla. i have a deep feeling they like each other, and i'm here for it. lewis was sat in a chair next to mine and elijah was leaning against the fence as he smoked a blunt.
we were all at jahzell's house just chilling. the time was 6:21 am, so the sky was a bright grey color lighting up the backyard where we were currently sitting in.
"any tea on melo?" lewis asked turning to me.
"uh, no," i said, fidgeting with my nails.
"girl when you nervous or lying you start playing with yo nails, so spill," lewis laughed.
lamelo and i have been dating for a month now and it's been going good. well it was before i started having self doubts in myself. melo isn't just some regular dude off the street, he has a bright ass future ahead of him. he can have whatever girl he wants, but he settled for me. me of all people.
"helllooo?" lewis then said snapping me out of my thoughts. he was waving his hand in front of my face trying to get my attention. elijah, makayla, and jahzell were all looking over at me now.
"uh, what?" i questioned, not knowing if he said anything.
"you seem so out of it, you good girl?" makayla asked, getting up from her spot to sit in the chair in front of me.
"yeah, i'm fin-"
"you're not, obviously. i think by now you should know that 'i'm fine' bullshit doesn't work anymore, so spill. we got time," lewis said, cutting my sentence off.
i sighed, "i just feel like i'm not good enough for melo and i don't wanna hand my problems over to him and overwhelm him,"
"if anything, melo isn't good enough for you," elijah said under his breath, shaking his head. "ugly ass nigga," he whispered, looking away.
"girl problems? what problems you got?" makayla asked, raising her left eyebrow.
"i guess none, but like i hate talking about my emotions to him, because i feel as if i'm asking for pity or attention,"
