They don put me for my place, I don come back to meet my loyal people. I was on my own o. He was the one who messaged me first, told me he likes me and all, made me fall in love and already in my head, I’ve started planning how sweet our relationship will be if he later ask me to be his girlfriend. To the extent that my notes hate to see me coming, because I’ll definitely go there every market day to rant on how sweet he is to me. He is just my type, matches my vibes, and has a good sense of humor. Not knowing delulu was my third name. I’ve even started noting down gifts I’ll get for him for his birthday in May. Small issue wey we get, baba no follow me talk for 5 days, only for him to send a snap of him with his so-called ex. Na so my body calm down. I no even need to ask him what’s going on. Brain wey I dey use do medical course don tell me what’s going on. So welcome me home o yeee my people.
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