Well actually I have three favorite rappers. The first one is Drake. The second one is T.I. And the third one is Kendrick Lamar. Yeah, I really want to be like them. I like, sleep with them a lot at night. I mean not like- I mean together, in the same room with like..You know what I mean (laughs).
What happens when one day you finally come to realisation and see that I am completely flawed, that I don’t know how to show my emotions or that I’m not beautiful once I remove the makeup from my face. What happens when you look at me and find a million things you don’t like about me, you notice that I’m an extremely envious, depressed person. What happens if….“
“Shhhh” he says as he pulls me into his arms before gently kissing me on the forehead.
“I love you unconditionally, my love for you is not questionable there are no ‘what ifs’ or 'buts’. I love you for who you are and I love how don’t try to be perfect, I love that you aren’t afraid to show me your flaws because to me without all this you wouldn’t be the girl I fell in love with now would you.
Oh no here come the feelings that I swore I would never catch again. Oh no there goes the smile I simply cannot ignore, you look at me with those eyes you know I adore. Oh no there goes my heartbeat racing at an uncontrollable speed because you told me you like me. Oh no there goes my pride, there goes my walls, everything came tumbling down and I couldn’t help but crash into you.