We'll outgrow many things; clothes, toys, beds, rooms, people, and names. I believe one of the hardest things to outgrow is childhood. Some may never outgrow that world. I was forced to grow up quickly. As mortifying as it felt, it a was necessary requirement for what was going on around me. I suppose it wasn't all bad, this is when you came into my life.
You were different from others our age. You acted older, like me. And had a twisted sense of humor. You didn't like people like I did, though. You would act happy around others, accidentally letting a sarcastic comment every now and then. I think you didn't like people because you were so much smarter than them. You could write, comprehend math quickly, speak in partial other languages, and kick someone's ass at reading quicker. I could tell that you were miserable, probably because I felt the same. I didn't like people, I enjoyed studying them instead. If I did something that seemed silly, I would count the students that would mimic me. If someone disliked me, I'd push them until they tried to fight me with fists and sometimes further.
Slowly we began to talk. Sometimes it was casual, and other times it was much to serious for our ages. The smell of damp soil, old wood, and aspen trees allowed our words to dance across the blades of grass to reach one another. Or the smell of paint on my walls, and pencil lead when we doodled. Textures of the carpet when we bounced around the hallways. The smell of cool air when you left at the end of our visits. I had a connection with someone that I actually valued. A person I could look up to, and learn from. Something that in my world, was very rare.
I titled this Unwanted Attachment because you entered a time in my life when social interactions weren't a desire nor a need. I held up high walls so that I could, in a way, protect myself. You have a way of hopping over my walls like it was a stepping stone. You have a way of making me feel sane.
Just think, all our memories started with me making you kiss a wall.
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Unwanted Attachment
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