Good night

“I just want it to be you and me like it used to be… baby... but you don’t know how to act.” For all of the nights that I called The Rapper in a drunken splendor… he returned the favor. He called me at like 3:00 a.m., drunk or high or sleepy, or any given combination of the three. So anyway, his speech was slurred but his thoughts weren’t. Let me tell you how I know that what he spoke was the truth. For the first time, when I asked him to do something with me he actually said no. Now the majority of the time when I ask him to do something he lies and says yes. But in his drunken honest mode when I asked if he could take me to a baseball game, he said no. So from that I inferred that all of the nice things he said had to be absolutely true. Like, how much he missed me on our hiatus and how he always hoped to run into me and how he didn’t have conversation for anyone else when he didn’t have me around. “You can talk to anybody about bullshit, but I could only talk to you about my real shit”. HAHAHA, I am irreplaceable. (Keep in mind that everything he said was in a drunken drawl) So anyway, I told him

“You know what I want?”

“No, what?”

“I want us to be like we used to be”

“Yeah, on the real, our friendship was for real”

But I hope that doesn’t mean, friends we are and we shall forever be. ‘Cause I am like dying for some Rapper action, “I deter”. He asked why I cut my hair. I knew this would come up eventually ‘cause he always said that he liked my hair long. I made up a reason and asked if he liked it. He said “Yeah, cause you always look good no matter what, and you have pretty hair anyway, long or short” He loves me he loves me! I wish I could record and hold him to all of these accolades and promises on how he has never felt for anyone the way he does for me. Speaking of holding someone to something, he told me that I had breeched contract if I had been fucking anybody else while on hiatus from him because I once told him that “it” was his. But I stick to my story that I haven’t givin’ it up. Which is almost true ‘cause the only person that I let hit it recently is Hero. And for so many reasons, that doesn’t even count. I feel like we are back on the track to where we were originally headed. So we talked seriously about us, not so seriously about us, nasty and just had great conversation until he feel asleep after saying “I wish I was there with you”.