West Palm, I know it’s been a little minute… but don’t act like you forgot what Sugar feels like. The messages, the “when you coming back”—yeah, I heard all of it. Anyway, I finally made my way back.
But listen… I might only be here for one night. Which, okay, if y’all show me that same love you been talking about, I might just extend and give you one more day to indulge. Cool.
Soft skin, deep waves, that energy you don’t come across twice—yeah, that. I’m not the one you keep putting off for “next time.” Because next time isn’t promised.
You asked for me… now I’m here. Don’t miss me again.
