inside jamari fox
inside jamari fox - taking you real deep
i was a little nervous to see him today.
i won’t even lie to you.
when i walked up to the building,
he was walking up as well.
he saw me and…
…smiled.
i felt a chill tho.
i brought him breakfast on the way to work.
sausage,
egg,
and cheese on a croissant.
lightly toasted.
his fav.
oj on the side.
very:
“i’m sorry i was such a rabid (he)bitch/i come in peace”
he was happy when i gave it to him.
we didn’t talk long,
but we did talk about what happened last week.
he told me how it made him feel when i saw him and ignored him.
apparently he doesn’t like to be ignored.
it was one thing for some “stupid vixen” to do it,
but i’m “different”.
i’m suppose to be his friend.
he said i had no reason to do it.
i tried to explain why i felt the way i did,
but he couldn’t wrap his mind around why.
i told him that i texted him over the weekend and he didn’t respond.
“nah i got it.
i was still mad.
i didn’t want to talk to you yet.”
that made me feel so fucked up.
i wanted to turn back time and handle that situation much better.
i apologized again,
and he accepted again,
but i still felt slight coldness from him.
on his break,
he came over to my department and brought me a cookie.
i smiled and thanked him.
slight chill response,
but we were getting somewhere.
as the day went on,
he didn’t text me like usual.
when we did text,
it was met with a lot of one word responses.
i deserve it.
i asked him if he wanted to walk to the train when we got off.
“nah i’m getting a ride.”
i guess i deserved that too.