"... just so i could drink the tears from her eyes."

See the lady pictured below...

She's what I like to call "my main jont." Translation = the love of my life. Not the kinda love that weakens with each argument. Nah son. The kinda love that gets stronger after conflict. If there's a wall around my heart, she's the guard working 24 hour shifts with a fully loaded clip. If you're tryna get in, its important to know well in advance that you'll have to get through her. And she doesn't play.

This post is for you, sweetheart. Too many females around me were actin up this weekend and due to my frustration, I accidentally lumped you in with them. Completely forgetting about the fact that you'd be the first to put in work on any slam that's getting out of line, only to ask me why it was necessary after the deed was done. The funny thing is, you're not even violent. You're actually a softy. You just love extremely hard. And I sincerely appreciate you for that.

You're kinda the shit.