Saturday morning
Stopped to pick up some breakfast at a new place , waiting in line, from my side vision aka peripheral vision aka spidey vision, I could tell someone lookin' at me. Damn. Looked to my side three ppl over an old gf that I hadn't really thought about at all really, we only lasted about 3 months, but nothing really serious. To put it in perspective, J.Cole had just dropped 'False Prophets'' single when we first got together. She was always skinny but athletic, a football built like brotha then came to her with a kid. She now has that Mrs Parker from 'FRIDAY' figure to her, goddamn man. My number was called grabbed my food, gave her man a cordial nod on my way out and was good. I'm sure no regrets on her side either, but tis' will always never not seem weird that we can go from being intimate, knowing someones likes and quirks, fears etc to being complete strangers next time. Eh. Having digested all that, got my red/black flannel, man, on point! Flannel season here, mane.
Somebody shoulda told me it would be like this
Be like this, be like this
Somebody shoulda told me it would be like this