Losin' Control

by Ladii Nesha

“If I was going to call you anything, I’d call you a ticking time bomb. Your stomach is hanging over your belt, which I’m pretty sure is causing back problems. You’re leaning to the side, and the yellow in your eyes indicates that you are either suffering from liver failure or you drink too much. Either way, your days are numbered, and peppermint tea won’t help you with anything but your breath. What you need is a doctor and life coach. I think they have that over in tent three, and guess what?” Marley plastered a fake smile on her face. “It’s free.”

“Nope, attachments scare me.” “Why?” “Because nothing is really yours. Everything has an expiration date.”

Cause my man keeps the blickey and don’t mind pulling it out when shit get sticky.”

“Real niggas don’t use clips, but then again, real niggas don’t have they feet kicked up in the back of Barbie’s camper, so I'm going to try it.”

“Shut up and catch this smoke.” Czar bowed his head and slowly blew a stream of smoke into her mouth. “Soft ass lips,” he mumbled, stealing a kiss, and to his surprise, she didn’t fight it, so he did it again and again until their tongues started to wrestle.

“Nah, wishes are for people who don’t have faith. I wholeheartedly believe that God is going to bless me with you.”

“I don’t know what it is about you, but I’m feeling the fuck outta you.” Czar kissed her neck. “At first, I wanted to fuck you because you got a smart-ass mouth and I like that shit.” He kissed her again. “Now I want to save you.” Czar lightly sucked her ripped ear lobe. “I want to keep a smile on your pretty face.”

“I sucked the electrolytes out of your pussy, we go together.” “Real bad,” Nova cosigned.

Czar sized her up. He took in her pouty lips, her low eyes, and her labored breathing. Licking his lips, he advanced toward her, never breaking eye contact. “I’m hooked like a muthafucka and I’m not coming up off that shit.”

“Julius, you sucked my toes while fucking me from the back, and I ain’t ever experienced no shit like that. Jealous ain’t the word, my boy. I'm unhinged.”

“The good thing about love is that it’s unconditional. It’s supposed to be tested and strong enough to withstand the storm. That means good, bad, and ugly.

Niggas protect what they value and you shouldn’t have been in a situation where you could be touched. If I had beef in the street, you’d be locked up until I handle that shit. Your safety would’ve been my number one priority.”

As men, we pride ourselves on knowing that our women can’t be touched,

Being a parent is one of the most selfless things a person could ever do.”

He’s an asshole and gets on my nerves half of the time, but he only wants to make me happy.

You’re my homie, lover, and friend, and I love you, LB.”

Changing for another person will only last for so long. I think you need

to change for yourself in order for it to work.”

If you thought the love of your life died and right when you moved on, he reappears. Would you leave your new lover for the old one?