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I already told you the night we met what I was on when it came to you. You need to hear it again?” Blinking up at me, she pursed her glossy lips. “Yes, remind me.”
We love an intentional man!
“You got my undivided attention and it’s gonna stay that way as long as you want it.”
“I’m on whatever you on, Zariah.”
And if he fucked anything like he communicated, I knew it was a wrap for me. He expressed himself almost too fluently. The way words flowed off his tongue had me wondering what else he could do with it.
“I want every word you got. Let me hear you.”
“Don’t play with me, Zariah. I’m not letting you get into some random nigga’s car at three o’clock in the morning.”
“I can’t know you want something and not give it to you.”
I was young, gifted, and Black.
Period!
Her love gave me permission to exist and show up as freely as I wanted.
“I keep telling you I’m not somebody you can pick a petty fight with. I love you too much. We talk shit out over here. If I fucked up, communicate it so I can fix it.”
It was in the way he listened to me even when I wasn’t speaking. It was in the way he saw me, protected me, motivated me, and held me accountable without belittling me or making me feel weak for fucking up.
There was no me without the love he poured into me.
