I know, I know. Our pride is very important to us. We talk, dress, act, work and play based off of our pride; the part of us that makes people respect and love us. But love overshadows pride. So much, that it makes pride damn near non-existent.
Sometimes we wonder if loving hard makes us look foolish, or taking her back is a lame move. But love is bigger than that. Real love, genuine love...that's never about pride. To love is to not be ashamed that you fell for him over the internet. And to love is to hold her hand in front of your homies...proud to have her. Because love makes all that shit look small.
My "Mr On and Off"...everybody has one. That relationship that you just can't seem to get over. And it's embarrassing sometimes. And our pride controls us sometimes. When love should just allow you to be free.
Pride can be a silent killer. Don't let it kill you. Love. Live. And let the rest go.
Love,
Vee
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