Promise Me You Won't Let Me Fall
A girl.
A guy.
A one-night stand.
Fate threw us together-twice.
The first time was a vibe that led to some adult behavior...that neither of us would recall. The second time it was supposed to be a business transaction. That was it ... just business. But it ended up being something way more than that. It was souls mating. Energy. Yeah, that's how I would describe it. Two creatives drawn to each other on an indescribable level. One that shifted the foundation that I stood firmly on top of. After what I had gone through, my focus was on building empires and taking care of my amazing baby boy. I didn't want to say that I was at the point where I had sworn off men-but I guess you could say that I was at the point where I had sworn off men. Somehow, though, the universe knew what she was doing, because this man that I got...
But then, there's the one I had-or should I say, the one that was for the streets. You remember him, right? Percy. Well, he's all in his feelings.
You know what's crazy to me?
How bent out of shape men get when the shoe is on the other foot. They talk reckless, they throw tantrums, try to paint us as hoes. Never owning up to the fact that if they hadn't fucked up a good thing, they wouldn't have shit to worry about. The formula is simple. Act right and you never have to tap into all those emotions. With everything he did, you'd think he would just accept defeat, and gone about his business.
But nah, he had to go and do the unthinkable.
And it's not just him either. Seems other individuals feel like they want to be up in business that doesn't pay them. I'm just trying to live my life... my new life; be problem, and drama free. But you can't go around trying to cause problems for other people's lives and expect it not to come to your front door to collect.
I guess we'll just let the consequences begin...
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