Chapter 1

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Love thickness

What we think of love is so small that we just assume it means to care for someone or do something for them. We always think that there is always just one love only one person you can truly love but then you break up and you love someone else. Me personally  I'll never understand  this concept of being able love someone after other and other. See every time I got in a relationship I never really loved, of course I had feelings I would get sad and happy but when we broke up, that was it, my feelings went away no remorse or guilt. I just move on like the next day. I personally did  find someone I can't live without. Something like that did happen though, I remember it like if it was yesterday. It was a cold cloudy day here in San Francisco. I was sitting by the bench near this park right in  front of my house. It was nice and cloudy but still a bit cold. I was just relaxing I'd do this every now and then. The bench where I was sitting on was on top of the park, you had to climb up these stairs to reach that bench. As I gazed upon the sky, I heard someone come up, and there she was. She was wearing a simple t-shirt, and jeans. As I just stared at her, she said "hi, do you mind if I sit next to you"? I replied "no no no, not at all". She giggled, "I sure do like the view from up here". "Yeah its nice, I always  come here". I replied. To which she said "I only come here when am trying to escape". "Arent we all" I said. She just looked at me and smiled. 8 mins had gone by and not a single word. "Hey I'll catch you some other time" she said. "Wait, I never catched your name" I said. "Hahahaha I know, maybe next I'll tell you" she said with a smile as she left. I got up and watched her leave as I waved goodbye. My house was a block away from the park. So from then on, every day I went to the park, and I waited for almost a good solid 5 hours or longer. From 1pm  to 6pm or more. 4 months had passed by and I waited until one day I went at 9pm on Friday. I didn't have any friends so I just took my new puppy I had bought the day before since I have no one to talk to in the city. As I walked up the stairs I started to hear crying. There she was in a black dress with mascara all over her cheeks from all the crying. I quickly rushed over.

"Hey, are you okay"? "What happened?" I asked.

"My date was just trying to get in my pants!" "He was like so we should go to my place after this". And then I was like "no, you should get to know me first and so on and so on". Then he said then you're paying for half of dinner". "So I just paid for half of it and left and he said you're just a slut as I walked away so I threw wine all over his face."

That's awful, i'm sorry that had to happen. I told her.

"No, you shouldn't be sorry, it wasn't your fault". I think I should get going anyway I've been crying for almost an hour before you came. It's already 10. She said

Do you live close?! I asked

No, I live like an hour away walking but it's okay I can walk.

Why don't you stay at my place with my and my puppy?

Awwwwwe I didn't even notice her I was too busy crying, no I don't even know you or you know me.

Well just think of it as a hotel where it's free and with free food.

I don't know, it feels awkward.

I promise you feel like if you were home. And it's Friday so I can drop you off tomorrow at your house.

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