Why is love this complicated
We should of been friends, we should of waited
But we can't go back on our past
Explain to me why we can't last
Is it too many scars to heal from
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"Bring me your backpack." I said as I sat down on the couch. We were back home and I was feeling so agitated.
I can't believe he really had the audacity to try and be mad with me and argue. I would've never saw this coming but oh well.
"Here it is mommy." Serayah ran back to me in the living room.
"Before you got suspended your teacher said you was supposed to read this book, did you read it at your daddy house?" I asked.
"Mhm." She nodded her head.
"Okay what's it about it then?" I asked.
"It's about a cat and how it is in the classroom, it's his home." She said.
"Good job." I gave her a high five as I stood up to put her backpack where it was.
"No mommy you carry a baby, my backpack too heavy." She said and I smiled.
"It's okay." I laughed.
"Imma hold your hand so you won't fall okay." She said innocently as she held my hand and I chuckled as we walked to her room but then we heard the doorbell.
"That's yo' daddy." I said as I put her backpack where it was before and walked to the door to open it.
