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Trust me, trust me I don't like being alone Thinking bout ringing your line I wish you would come home But I'm just tryna balance my space I'm just tryna protect my space (Oh) I don't really need the pain But I love to feel the pain DEEP X SUMMER WALKER
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|| DAYVON AMIRE BENNETT || || NEW HOME, ATLANTA, GA || || 3:45AM ||
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Dayvon sighed, turning once again. It was currently 3 in the morning, and he couldn't even go to sleep without getting flashbacks of what happened with Alexis.
He turned over, looking down at Jhené, who peacefully slept. She looked so beautiful without makeup and lashes. Her natural face was better than anything, that's one thing he admired about her, and he couldn't believe he was finally back in a bed with her after 3 years.
Her eyes fluttered open, feeling someone looking at her.
"Hi." She softly spoke, and he almost melted right then and there.
"Wassup, you can go back to sleep fat ma, I'm sorry for waking you." He mumbled, rubbing her sides as she wrapped her arms around his torso.
