You jogged home thinking about the good times you and pat had. When you went to rio for your friends wedding. You thought you would be next. But everything just went down hill from there. When he helped you skate. I would always fall but he'd be there to catch me. That's not the case anymore. But being single isn't that bad? I mean, I lived before I met Patrick. So I can live now. As I jogged past the arena I used to watch my boyfriend in, and saw the a crowed of guys walking out with wet hair and hockey bags hanging by their shoulders. I smiled. I don't know why but I just did. It's like every time I see Patrick. I always smile.
My phone started to ring. I picked up not looking at the contact.
Best friend ~BF
You ~Y
BF : I know shits been going on but, would you like to go for a skate at the arena down the road from yours ?
Y: That'd be perfect ! Um could you go to mine and grab my skates from down stairs of my house ? The key is under the mat ! I'm already down here.
BF: yeah ! Uh be there in 5
Y: c ya
Did I mention I'm a good skater ? Ya know, being taught by Patrick kinda helped.
