I been shitted on, lied to, betrayed, disrespected, overlooked, and left to figure that shit out alone. Yet I still show up. Still pray. Still hustle. Still love. Some of y’all don’t even know how much pain a woman can carry and still look fine as hell doing it.
I wanna be kissed, rubbed, grabbed and hugged all day. I’m so affectionate. I like compliments and forehead kisses. Open my door for me. Ask me if I’m okay, do I wanna ride with you, take random pictures and videos cause you want memories of me in your phone. Like LOVE ME!!!