You know in your head when you romantically miss someone who you think you love and you imagine what it would be like to See, talk or run into them again?
You can almost picture the feeling, the emotion and the love that will run through your veins.
Sunday morning my phone rings at 7.30am. In my sleepy daze I thought to myself wow, Newbie wasn’t joking about having breakfast. I pick up and hear the sounds of beautiful parang. As little beats flow through my phone I close my eyes wondering if its all just a beautiful dream.
Then I hear:
“CRaaaaaaaankyyyy! Gyal, waay yuh been?
Gyal, I miss yuh so,
Yuh Know I mus call yuh
And Tell yuh so
Cranky Yuh Hear Me, Cranky,
Gyal Don't Carry On So”
And I think, hell no, this MOFO is not calling me after two months (not even on my birthday) from Trinidad of all places, where he is surrounded by half naked revelers to tell me he misses me, most especially since he lives two minutes away in the T dot.
Surely He ain’t that stuppeeeed. Naively, I, voice these concerns,
To which he replies,
“Gyal, Everything is Everything, We got words to have yes, But now I tell yuh I miss Yuh, Yuh on my mind, always on my mind.” (And he begins to sing Elvis.)
My dear readers, what does that even mean?
Everything is everything….well ….I paused for a minute….. wished him a safe journey and reminded him, that everything may be everything but right now, we ain’t nothing……and serenely pressed end on my phone.
(My apologies to my Trini readers, if I messed with the lyricism of your beautiful speak)