Malignity

AVIDITY|3

We fight.
               We curse.
We kiss.
              We hug.
We text.
              We talk.
We argue.
             We laugh.
We smile.
             We love.
That's just us.

It's been four hours since Carmen admitted to willingly giving someone else a kiss upon their lips that belongs to me.  Her apology made her sound desperate for my forgiveness but I swore, I wasn't bothered. It was less of what happened and more of why.

Loyalty..

Loyalty is the foundation of any relationship, friendship, partnership etc..Trust is it's bestfriend. Dynamic duo, together the two defeats even the toughest layer of dishonesty or so I thought. The claim of being loyal or trustworthy gets thrown around just as much as the next lie..

Scrolling through Facebook I found myself  wandering into the search bar, reminiscing on the best friendship i've ever had, hoping that this piece of web can reconnect the best person i've known thus far.

We were mere kids the last encounter we had. Sitting in the front yard not having a care in the world about anything. No bills, no essays, no concern of theories or falsifications.

"Tehlia!" Someone calls from downstairs

"It's Carmen!!"

"Just a minute!" I say as I close the app on my phone and regather my thoughts.

I seemed to get wrapped up in those lately. I guess it's the feeling of being left alone. Nothing else to do but think and think about those thoughts you thought about thinking about.

"Phew, hey" I address Carmen as I walk past her to go into the kitchen.

"Babe..I-"

"I don't want to hear it Carmen. Just make sure it doesn't happen again"

"I promise"

Promises are those things people constantly misuse to make sure their persuaded argument goes untouched.

"What brings you here?" I ask as I plop down on the couch next to her.

"I mean, it is Valentine's day Tehlia."

"But you didn't come straight here from school, so why show up now?"

"I-I-I ummm I had to take care of something" She replied.

"Yes. Something"  I said

Focusing more on my thoughts now, I reach for my phone to write in my notes. Carmen doesn't like when I do that, sometimes I think she gets jealous of my note pad. That just goes to show how much she understands me.

The day is almost over, she came here at 7:00pm. My mind is racing with thoughts of my childhood friend. Does he have a Facebook? Will he remember me? Is it safe to say that we still have a "friendship"?  2/14/13