Each time I stand that's when I fall
This is it. Today is the day. I'm going to tell her the truth. How hard could it be? I mean, it's just three words. I read somewhere that rehearsing in front of a mirror can really help, but I'm a big boy, I don't need a mirror. What I do need is luck. But today is different. I feel different. What's the worst that could happen? She could hate me? I don't think so. Besides, telling her the truth means everything. She needs to know.
I've never thought my words could really count, and I need to be specific about what I say to her because, apparently, saying the wrong thing could easily end things. I can't help but think that she might feel the same way I do, or maybe something completely different. The only way to know is if I say what I need to say.
My life has always been complicated, but ever since I met her, it's been less complicated. She needs to know, and I will let her know. I did everything I needed around the house, went about my usual routine until time passed, and it was finally time to meet up with her. As I was about to leave, my dad was outside and saw me open the door. He asked me where I was going. I hate lying to my parents, but in this case, I had to, because I was going to meet her, and nothing was going to stop me. I told him I was going for a walk, and he offered me a ride, but I declined. If he knew I was going to meet up with Susan, he'd be mad. He just told me to be safe..
I took Sprinter and rushed to the railway station. She wasn't there, and I started to think she might never come, so I just sat down on the railroad tracks and lay back, looking up at the stars with my earphones on. After some time, I saw her face looking down at me. I couldn't hear her when she approached, but she smiled and shook her head, like she thought I was crazy for what I was doing.
Susan: "What are you doing? What if a train came and ran you over?"
"There haven't been any trains lately; the line's been closed for a while."
Susan: "What if a car came and ran you over? Huh?"
"Then the car would have flat tires, because this is a railway, not a road." *I laughed.*
Susan:"What if I was the one driving?"
"Okay, now you're starting to scare me."
Susan:"Oh well, I guess we'll never know."
I got up, and in my head, I knew I had to tell her the truth, but I had to find the right time.
Susan: "You know, I've never ridden a skateboard before."
"Really? How come?"
Susan:*"Well, I just never have. Isn't that reason enough?"
I tok out my skateboard and told her to get on. She was worried about falling, but I told her I'd hold her hand and lead the way. She agreed. She got on the skateboard, and after a few tries, she finally got the hang of it. She was so happy about it, she even asked me to take a video of her skateboarding..
After that, she asked me what else we should do. I took out my phone, played some rock music, and we started dancing around like crazy people. We danced our feet off, and even though our dance moves were terrible, we just didn't care. It felt like it was just the two of us in the world, dancing our own way.
Suddenly, my phone died, but we still wanted to dance. She was having fun, and so was I, so I had an idea and asked her,
"Do you hear that song?" (Even though there wasn't any music playing.)
Susan: "No, what song?"
"You don't hear that song?" I started humming Ed Sheeran's Photograph
I took her hand, pulled her body closer to mine, and touched her waist as we danced slowly to the song that was now in our heads.
I looked into her eyes, deeply, and she was as beautiful as ever. She held on to me as we danced, and I could feel her heartbeat, it was beating really fast. She gently laid her head on my chest and closed her eyes, as if she was falling asleep. I guess my body was like a pillow to her because she felt comfortable around me.
