Remember Me...?

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KehlaniBrooklyn, New York

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Kehlani
Brooklyn, New York

"I wanna know how she know (me)
And how she reading my mind (she)
She catch me every time
She might be psychic
But I like it
She know about them other girls (the freaks)
But she's still on my mind (for weeks)
Her third eyes always on me
Might be psychic
But I like it, yeah"

My eyes blinked open slowly, to the brightness of the sun, peaking through the Satin curtains that draped down over my windows. Groaning, I laid there a little more debating on whether I wanted to get up or not... Or maybe I was just trying to think of a way to block him out of my mind.

It's been years and yet he still seems to find his way into my life, I thought as the sounds of a song from his new album blasted through the speakers somewhere in my mothers house. I tried to convince myself that maybe I was just dreaming but I knew that was just me wishfully thinking as always.

Thanks to the deal he signed that day, he's been around for a while and I won't be salty and act like I'm not proud of him because I am. He finally got everything that he wished for and I couldn't be mad at that, I could only accept what is and move forward. I'm not gonna lie and pretend that I didn't wish it was me by his side today instead of her but I can't change the past and what's done is done. I found myself reminiscing and overthinking again but there wasn't not a day that went by where I didn't think about, what could have been.

Finally getting the strength to sit up, I swung my legs over the bed and followed where the music was coming from. Finding myself in the kitchen, I scanned the room before my eyes landed on the phone playing on the iHome dock. Hitting the pause action I took a seat at the island.

"Why the fuck you cut off my music?" Looking over my shoulder, standing behind me with a spatula in her hand, was my little sister Chaé.

"It was giving me a headache. Where's mom?" I asked changing the subject. I wasn't in the mood to converse about why I really turned her music off.

"Out with Marc." Rolling my eyes, I scoffed. Marc is this guy my mom has been seeing and I guess you can say I wasn't really too fond of him.

"This early?"

"It's not early, only 12. You just woke up late." Looking over towards the clock, it was indeed.

12:30pm to be exact. I never sleep this late in the day but these classes that I've been taking have been recently kicking my ass as of lately. But luckily I had the whole week off, so I wasn't planning on doing much of anything. In fact, if I wasn't awaken, I'd probably still be sleep right now.

"Then why are you making breakfast?" I asked noticing the sausage, bacon and eggs cooking on the the stove.

"Umm, I'm hungry?" She replied as if it were obvious. Turning the stove off, she transported some food from the pan to a plate.

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