*laughing to myself*
One of my favorite evenings spent at Yaeko’s house… Scratch that. My favorite evening ever spent at Yaeko’s house was the one where you and I and two other guys were sitting at the dining room table. We were drinking and laughing and playing card games. Buzzing off what beverages exactly, I don’t know; perhaps a little bit of everything. But whatever amount of alcohol had no hindrance on your beautiful ability to kill us softly.
If I remember correctly, the two guys were maybe beat boxing with their mouths and I was beating on the table with my fists and knuckles. All the while, you sang more soulfully than Lauryn ever could.
The entire room was a blur but I can clearly remember how divine your voice was. All the sounds flowed so perfectly from the four of us at that table. I loved it. When I think of this little moment – a simple three, maybe four, minutes out of my life – it brings a smile to my face. How could just a few minutes of us tipsily, randomly deciding to sing that song have created such a delightful memory for me?
I know how modest you are about your voice. Thank you for sharing your talent that day in front of men you didn’t even know.
I’m your biggest fan. I always have been. Even if I never told you. Even if I never ever do tell you. I’m your biggest fan. Love you.