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I don’t want to be your side nigga no more

I don’t want to be your side nigga no more. I don’t wanna wait until you call, text or even email, while I am waiting it out at my house waiting for him to leave. I want to chat to you the whole day, call you before and after lunch and not have to adhere to a communication curfew. I don’t want to text in encryption, call and speak in codes, and walk past you when I see you in public. I am done with that.

I don’t want to be your side thing no more. No no no, I am certain I don’t want to. I want to hold hands at the mall, nibble on your ear in public, take you to picnics, vacations, family gatherings and, and, and. I don’t want to hang out with you only where we can’t be spotted. I don’t want to bring somebody else when I have to see you in public. I am over that.

I don’t want to be the side dish no more. I’m only introduced to the closest of family and friends; not allowed to enter your parents’ house, attend family functions or holiday lunches despite or should I say in spite of how helpful I have been with organising everything.  Being introduced as the “Good Friend”, what the Fcvk does that even mean? Anyway, I don’t care and I don’t want it to be my title anymore. That shit can miss me.

I don’t want to be the main’s sidekick no more. Na ah, there has to be more to life than that. I know everything about you; I am the one you call when things aren’t working out or when they aren’t going your way. If you really feel as strongly as you claim you do about me then I have to ask, “Why him and not me?” I know your favourite movie (It’s mine too), I know your favourite colour in everything, and we share music (we like the same ish). I am tired of being the dustpan, picking up broken pieces each time you are shattered. Na ah scrape that.

I don’t want to be on the side anymore, I am not sure what I was thinking. I don’t want to be your escape, your source of fun and the climax master. I am sad I missed your promotion celebration, despite how you say you wanted me there. I am sickened of being the one who gets called only to share on the insignificant parts of your life. I want it all or nothing, yes nothing at all. Enough is enough!

They say so many people are in love and not together and so many people who are together are not in love, I guess that is just you and me. This is our love and if you dare take this lame excuse of an outcry seriously and start changing any of the things previously mentioned, I will leave you. We all want to Drake aimlessly from time to time. Now call me after he leaves so I can come suck on your titties, I’ll never get enough of that.

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