It was several days before christmas. Me and Jamie would sit on the bench in the park, hand in hand, talking. His ruck sack on the floor by our feet. His red scribbled on Coverse. My brown Brogues just touching his every few seconds. To show my affection. His black gloossy hair hugged his face, and covered up one of his blue, glistening, eyes. His shirt was a blue faded colour, made of a thin fabric where his body showed through.
I put my hand on his chest and snuggled into his armpit. "Jamie?" I said. "Your so warm today." He looked down at me and smiled, showing his teeth.
