Would you tie my shoelaces? [ENGLISH VERSION]

12. To change

Feeling Enid's touch was a drug. Her arms around my back, her lips touching my cheeks, and her laughter ringing in my ears. I was back by her side, back with Enid. Back in my safe place, and back with the love of my life.

I couldn't believe how one human being could mean anything to another, I had never understood it, but now, it was clearer to me than ever. It took me a long time to notice and understand. But at the end of the road I managed to do it. It wasn't that complicated, but it wasn't easy. I could get love, but I never thought I would get there, the path was hard to find and easy to get lost. Signals could be misinterpreted and lost. Everything was complicated and my head could barely process that I was going one way, but never which way. And now, I had it all in the palms of my hands, hugging with all my might and with the greatest joy in my smile.

Enid let go of me when she thought it was necessary. She helped me up and the moment we saw those people who called themselves my family we ran. She carried me all the way to her car, and as she helped me run with my bags, I just laughed at how stupid we must have looked. The last thing I saw as I ran was my "mother" trying to catch me so she could catch me and scold me with all her might. But as I ran with all my strength trying to escape with Enid away from that woman as soon as possible, I didn't see my parents again as I reached Enid's car.

She put my bags in the trunk, opened the car door for me to get in the car, and started the car. I was the DJ because I was the co-driver, it was my saying: "the co-driver chooses the music". So I did. The music was blaring. "October Passed Me By" by Girl in Red was playing in the moving car, who was Enid's favorite artist. Which made me smile for a few moments, because I remembered when Girl in Red used to be a way of saying that if you listened to her you were a lesbian, which was pretty funny to me every time I remembered it. And now, she was just another run-of-the-mill artist that half the world listened to whether they knew it or not. More than half of her songs were in my Spotify "likes," so I didn't mind listening to her with Enid. And even if I didn't like Enid's favorite artist, I could still listen to it without saying anything to her. I could maybe learn to tolerate it or like it if I wanted to.

The drive was a little long, but not long enough to make me despair and want to go back to her house. Enid had never said it would be a short trip. In fact, she had clearly said the opposite once I got in the car, and boy was she right. She was almost always right, which was scary because she seemed like a typical mother. But luckily, her presence was enough to capture my attention and make me forget about anything around me. Be it time or space. Time passed fast by her side, time stopped the moment I felt her touch, and time moved forward again as she received his compliments and kisses.

Enid Anderson, a name and surname as unique and beautiful as the girl herself, who was completely crazy. I don't know if it was because of me, I don't know if it was because she was like that from the beginning, but what I did know was that I was madly in love with her. And there was nothing that could make me change my feelings, forget them, hide them, or even erase them. Enid was special. Special to me and to anyone who wanted to see it, because if you were to ask me, there was no way she wasn't. Enid was Enid and always would be. It would change over time, sure, but that wouldn't change the way I love her and the way I will love her in the future. The future will know what the future holds for my girlfriend and me.

"If you told me to jump," she mentioned as we were approaching our destination, "I'll ask you, how high?"

My heart melted in that instant. Enid was several things, and amazing was on the list. She was the definition of the best person, a safe place, my favorite, everything with sentimental value..... She was perfect in everything.

We arrived at our destination before we even noticed, still inside the car without moving a muscle, just listening to the music. The coffee shop where she asked me if she could be my girlfriend. The question was incredibly idiotic and dumb. My answer was written all over my face and there was no reason to even ask. But she wanted to make sure, she wanted to make it official. Enid was the best thing, she just hoped I was the best thing for her. Enough. Enough that she wouldn't stop loving me, enough that she wouldn't get bored of me over time, and enough that she wouldn't forget me. She was an entire world, while I was barely a planet, and the smallest in the universe. Enid could be an entire galaxy, and I was barely a star.