Brand new song written by me and sung by my friend Hiwa. It’s called Money Talks, enjoy!
If you missed it, here it is.
I am so in love
That’s just how he walks
"Not Oscar material"
So I said, “I like him because the first second we met, it all clicked. There was no need to put up a front or break down walls, it was all effortless. I laughed at his jokes and he laughed at mine, even when they weren’t funny but it was humorous to us and I guess that’s important. I like the fact that I didn’t have to try to keep up the conversation, it flowed gently and I didn’t need to cover my mouth when I would blurt something out and he never thought I needed a filter. He understood, or he tried his best to understand the things that I went through with my family and my friends and myself. And for the things he didn’t get, he listened.
He listened carefully and he remembered it all. Like once when we were eating, he said he wanted to offer me a bite of his chicken but I didn’t eat meat so I couldn’t have it anyway. I thought that was sincerely nice of him since no one remembered about my diet even after the millionth time I’d remind them. But he did, and I only had to mention it once. I never had to remind him after that.
When it comes to him, I like his motivation. I like his mind. I like the way his brain functions, a bit more mature than anyone I’ve ever known. I like that he cares more about Sunday mornings than Friday nights.I like that he enjoys Thirty Thursdays but can handle a week filled with hard work and late nights. He’s like that son every mother wants to have, aspiring to be someone some day even though I think he’s more than halfway there. And he is a mama’s boy, and I love that about him even more.
Above it all, I think I really like him for the way he makes me better. He makes me want to be a better person. He, is a golden child. He is so good; my best friend once called me a Saint but I am Satan next to him.He motivates me to find a place for myself, to work for a title, and to never give up. He once asked to read my work and I said no, but in my head I was thinking yes, hell yes. With him, I never had to be a simmered down version of myself. I didn’t care about how loudly I laughed and how obnoxious it sounded, I was me. I was free. And I have to say, the thing I like about him the most was that he always gave me an answer instead of an excuse, no matter how many questions I asked, and the ones I was afraid to ask.”
A Story A Day #197 by M.D.L
“GIVE IT SEVEN YEARS AND HE’LL BE GIVING YOU JUST THAT.”
I tried to scroll past this. I really did.
I think my selfie problem is getting out of hand..
This deserves at least a thousand notes !!