I go to sleep every night in hopes that maybe you’ll text or call me, or pray that maybe a thought of me will cross your mind. But I guess that message will never come. That call will never be made. That thought will never come up. Because here I lay every night saddened by your silence. Because you speaking to little. Speaks so much.
Remember this Rihanna and she sounded like this?
Reblogged 3 years ago from fuckyeahfamousblackgirls (Originally from fuckyeahqueenbeyonce)