Sinful Roses

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                            |LOUIS|

"I need you, I need you, I need you

I need to make you see

What you mean to me

Until I do, I'm hoping you will know what I mean"

"How much longer?", I asked Greg.

I had to drop off something important at the pier.

I couldn't help but feel like something was off.

Something wasn't right.

Pulling my phone out to text my wife, I paused.

"Greg, did you hear me?", I asked him.

Suddenly the car swerved and began to roll.

"The pressure is weighing on me

Career's going great, but now the rest of me is fading slowly

My soulmate's somewhere out in the world just waiting on me

My chef got the recipe for disaster baking slowly

My heart feels vacant and lonely, but still

I'm makin' the most of this shit and more

Every single move is like rolling dice on the board"

Sometimes I sit and wonder what life would have been like if I would have met Rose in a different way.

A way where in this life I didn't have so much anger towards her for little things.

Rose was the only person who I could actually be myself with.

Sometimes, when I'm away....I sit and think about the good times I shared with her.

The love between us could never compare to the 'love' I had with Jaylen.

Yes, I gave Jaylen a baby but that's only because she's my wife.

Happy wife, happy life.

Life.....

Rose was my life.

"I love you, I love you, I love you

I need to make you, ooh

(What you mean to me)

I love you

(What you mean to me)

(What you mean to me)"
(Song: Champagne Poetry - Drake)

"Wake the fuck up!", Someone yelled into my face.

"Wake the fuck up!", they yelled again.

Snapping my eyes open, I felt something in my throat that I immediately yanked out.

"What is going on!", I yelled.

I was disoriented and had a major head ache.

"Go get the doctor!", that same person yelled.

Finally everything began to click in my head.

Rose stood in front of me with sad wet eyes as she held my hand tight.

"I don't know who did this to you, but we are going to get them back.", she stated sternly.

"You ain't going to get nothing but this dick back.", I smirked.

"Actually, nothing of the sort will be happening until you are fully healed. You were out for 2 weeks and you have a broken arm.", a girl in scrubs butted in.