Am I not good enough or don’t you just see the goodness in me?
Caring too much can be a crutch to the person and myself too. Maybe I save the best of me for hearts that understand the worst of me.
If I gave any of you the ability to see yourself through my eyes then you’d realize how special you are to me. The good will probably be surprised of how dear they are leave alone how near I am to them. To the bad, it’s all good. Personalities do differ.
If we’ve ever had a really nice conversation, a deep one that I even mentioned my grandma.I bet you can agree I am a very loyal friend😝. You’d stay for weeks without leaving a text message but I’ll still call you. I don’t block numbers. I keep them so that you can know I’m only a stone’s throw away yet we can’t talk. I’ll always call a friend not to make this end.
I realized I invest alot in people, like really too much that I forget myself. Giving is a good deed though.
It is more blessed to give than to receive.
Couldn’t agree more but doing a lot to people in a way that leaves you drained is harmful.
It’s not all about me. What about making me? I’ve been caught up for so long. Been too sensitive to peoples moods, they always come first, my efforts don’t feel like enough, I at times take responsibility when they mess up and the worst is that I rarely do things without them.
I give more life than others do. That’s it!
Y’all want me to stay lowkey with all my emotional roller coasters. You want me to brace myself and pull a smile and say I’m fine. Honestly nobody cares. What about our emotional intimacy? No one is a fan of you. I ain’t yours either so stop putting that gangsta rap on me.
I haven’t been broken before. Not that I want to😂. Oh! And I’m not a heartbreaker too😃.
They think you’re too good
Now they spill ink to your food
You focus on them
You now look like a fool
Probably loving them
Then they wake up someday
Full of grief then leave
You’ll never meet them
Now face the shame
It’s not a game.
So how about making me?
Getting finer things in life. Leave alone the fancy shoes and money bags ~Capturing peoples hearts.
Not in romantic ways but in all real ones. Romance isn’t even real at times. How does someone text you “Come I eat your ass”😕😕. Really now?
That aside, so how about making ourselves and see how many real ones can exist. Leave alone the bff/boyfriend/babeness you have.
She’s a dime💋.
Such a beau😍😍.