#shawtyyy

Sitting here at 3 in the morning,wearing your t-shirt I was wearing the last night I was with you, sipping Moscato, and listening to Mariah Carey's Never Too Far thinking that if I wasn't sick that night and we would have went out on our date would you still be gone. I was sitting talking to my roomie reminiscing on how we met in D.P. Dough's and how I wasn't trying to give you the time of day because I had a boyfriend at the time. I described how the first time we had sex was to Usher's Raymond vs. Raymond, more specifically "Making Love Into the Night." The time you told me that I had half of your room and every night when you would get off work, get me, and go to store 24 before we went to your house. I still can't believe its been a year yet. 

Even though I moved on and have a new boyfriend now, I could never forget you. There's always gonna be thoughts about what if. We never had a proper goodbye. There's no closure. I went to your wake, and your funeral but it's never gonna really been over. It would be a lot easier if you would have did something bad or we would have broke up or something. But it didn't happen. We ended under circumstances that was out of both of our control. 

I still miss you. RIP Shawtyyy ♥