Salty Sugar Baby
The one who’d drop by just to leave wisdom words and by a wave of her magic stick, she’ll then disappear from my sight.
“You deserve the love you give,” she looks at me straight in the eyes, “You are not difficult to love.”
I felt that.
“Someone who loves you would never make you feel that way. So remember, if they want to go, let them walk.”
I insert a hand into the pocket of my slack, definitely feeling awkward because I’m a hundred percent sure she really read my mind before she actually talked to me five minutes ago.
“I don’t think we’ve met..?”
She chuckles humorously, and quite elegantly, “No, this should be our first meeting. I’m Camille by the way.”
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