We had always been friends. But who thought a simple friendship could turn into so much more? Talking about planes, cars, and just everything else he loved turned into this relationship I now have with this amazing man. Hes so nice, he smells wonderful, his locker smells like marshmallows and watermelon. Could not ever be better, yeah I dont think so.
The first time we met up, my very first words? Yeah, they were "FUCK!!" as I tripped over a rock down by the river. Humility am I right? Well, he thought it was hilarious and I took a seat next to him on the old bench on a dock sitting in the river. "What a great way to introduce yourself" he says with a chuckle. I feel my face heat up and tell him to be quiet. He chuckles and he tensed up. I started talking, hed say a few words. "Ya know school was soooo wack, I had some crazy experiences, do you have any?" I'd say dancing around and hopping on the dock "no, not much I'm just a quiet kid" he says with a light laugh and we talked for a couple more hours.
"Hey, I gotta go get my brother, wanna meet up again?" I say as I walk with him off the dock. "Yeah, this was fun, when's the next time your free, my work schedule is kinda full but I'm sure we can figure something out?" He says scratching the back of his head. "Hmmmm, next Thursday?" I say and we both nod in agreement. I walked off to get my brother and he bikes past me waving off. I wave back. I have always wondered what he thought after that. Did he enjoy our time? Messing around on the dock, talking, I suppose he did. Cuz we hung out many times after that.
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Firework's and Symphonies
Non-FictionWhat is it that drags me to you? That makes me crawl, that brings an ever lasting urge to our lives together. We walk, We run, We skip, We hop, will our ties always be what we wish of them?
