so this week was star fox’s death anniversary.
it was down,
but i still kept productive about it.
he wouldn’t want me to be a mess,
even though he loved putting me back together when i was.
so i called star fox’s mother tonight.
we have been kinda separated,
but we always come back around during this time.
she had a recent story to tell me…
so she won’t turn off star fox’s phone.
i’m glad because i can still hear his voice on his vm.
well she began to tell me how one of star fox “friends” sent a text.
it happened around memorial day weekend.
by “friends” i already knew it was a wolf.
so she begins to read the text to me:
been thinking bout you.
haven’t heard from you in a while.
i’m back in town and trying to get up in that booty…”
i damn near screamed.
he was real popular.” – i replied
“how many wolves was my son involved with?” – she asked.
i ignored the question.
star fox knew a lot of wolves.
she was laughing as she read it.
it was nice to see her not have a heart attack.
she told me she let him know star fox had passed.
he told her he didn’t know and wasn’t trying to be disrespectful.
she said he was really hurt by the news.
imagine a wolf trying to get some fox tail,
but getting the memo that it doesn’t exist anymore.
he gotta update his files with the recent update.
3 years you now reaching out for some ass tho?
i could hear the convo between star fox and i now.
“you gonna do it?” – i’d ask.
that dick was good last time i remembered.” – he would reply
“be careful!” – i’d respond
it’s going to be quick anyway.
i gotta wake up early.
lemme go ‘get ready’…” – he’d say before hanging up.
“get ready” always meant “clean himself out”.
i knew my best friend well.
i ended up spending a few hours on the phone with his mom.
we talked about everything from ww to mi.
i needed that mental release.
she gave me some good advice and told me pray about them.
she has been praying for me.