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Albert DaSilva - Memories

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When I woke up today, I didn't initially notice the butterflies that spiraled up one of my legs.

Well, not actual butterflies. More like tattooed ones.

I eventually did notice, when I was deciding what to wear.

So it must be my soulmates 16th.

The butterflies are a symbol of something about my soulmate.

I sit down and think about if I know anyone whose birthday is today.

Then it hits me.

It's my best friend Alberts birthday.

I mean...he can't be my soulmate, can he?

Well. There's only one way to find out.

He drives me to school every day, so I just wait for him to arrive.

When he arrives at my house, I get in his car silently.

His right arm, from the wrist to a bit up his neck, are yellow sunflowers.

Sunflowers

My favorite flower.

I stare at the flowers as he stares at my leg. I decided to wear shorts to display the colorful insects covering my leg.

"So." "So."

"This can't be a coincidence" I start

"No. I mean...I have your favorite flower covering my arm and you literally have a symbol for ADHD all over your leg."

We sit there silently for a bit, and he pulls out of my driveway.

"We can't avoid this, you know" He says

"I know. I know we can't avoid it. But I've been avoiding telling you that I love you for years. But I guess that doesn't matter now, does it?" I say, tears pricking at my eyes.

"You love me?" He says, looking at me every few seconds while still trying to focus on driving.

It's true. I've loved him for as long as I can remember.

He's always been there for me.

Your Memories:

We were 5. We'd just met a week prior, but we were already best friends. It was my birthday and he gave me a flower he'd picked from his moms garden. That was the first time I thought about love.

We were 6. It was Valentines day. He gave me a pretty necklace with a flower charm. Clearly it wasn't expensive, but it meant the world to me.

We were 7. Another little girl tried to kiss him one time playing kick ball. He turned away from her. She was furious. I was happy he didn't kiss her.

We were 8. I got hurt and he was the first one by my side to make sure I was ok. After assuring him it was just a scrape on the knee, he kissed my cheek lightly.

We were 9. I stuck up for him when our teacher got on to him for his ADHD habits and stims. I couldn't stand to see that bitch treating him that way.

We were 10. Another boy gave me a rose on Valentines day. Albert was jealous. I could tell. The next day, Albert gave me a sunflower. Thats when sunflowers became my favorite flower.