I've been unabashedly discussing my Drake obsession on this site. In October, I made the aggressive claim that I've been dating Drake for months — a statement based on loosely similar Instagram photos. Prior to that, back in August, I went straight-up fan fiction on my favorite Canadian after seeing him float above me at a concert in Queens.
People love to burst my bubble, though. They're like, "Vanessa, Drake's not dating you, he's likely dating Rihanna." Or, "Vanessa, just because Drake got a prayer-hands emoji tattoo doesn't mean he's literally from heaven." The harshest of my peers point out that I need to accept Drizzy may never take me shopping for snacks. It's been a hard truth to swallow, but I really came around to the fact that they were right. Drake and I are just never gonna be a thing.
Today, that all changed.
Early this morning, Drake posted to Instagram a poem by performance artist Mustafa Ahmed. Just take a look at what it says.