twelve

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i fell in love at drivers ed.

i never gave it a thought.

its just a crush.

but i know it wasnt. 

you could say it was simply flirtations, 

but you’re wrong.

i was scared at first. 

but hoped to god i’d be in the same car.

funny.

for an atheist, god seemed to be true.

he was brilliant.

handsome.

creative.

i listened to him babble. 

laughed, smiled. 

my insides burned.

he was beautiful.

i brought up cemeteries for some reason. 

he smiled and teased me the rest of the way about it.

for a minute his hand lay on my leg. 

i thought i died.

i have never seen him since.

yet that encounter as the most poetic moment i have experienced so far in this young life of mine. 

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