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If He Was Encouraged I Was Frightened

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If He Was Encouraged I Was Frightened

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I'll never forget the first time you let me see your world. You had left something back at your house when were driving aimlessly. We had been friends a mere three weeks when you let me see something that very few knew. You gave me directions to a place I had never been before and said little. I remember freaking out because I had never met anyone quite like you and I figured you had realized I wasn't worth your time.

I remember being scared, so scared that the universe had given me this gift of a boy and would snatch it away. I remember my palms sweating so much that my hands we're practically sliding off the wheel. When you had asked me the cause I had simply said it was hot out. Which was believable seeing as we were in a beat up pickup truck in mid June.

I remember the tingle that crept under my skin that made me feel like a thunder storm. I remember the almost electrical like current that rippled through me.

As childish as it may be I thought back to elementary school, back to one of the best days at the time, the parashoot. I remember when the teachers would put a ball in the middle and told us to shake the bright fabric. The ball ripping whirling everywhere in a chaotic frenzy, watching the beautiful bright colors of the fabric brew like a storm at sea. I felt just like that defenseless ball being controlled by you, a careless and innocent boy. I felt like that ball bouncing every which way as a person who didn't even realize it controlled if I fell. That didn't know that this drop could be life or death for me. And just like the game I couldn't blame you if you were the boy to let me fall.

When we had gotten to that beaten up trailer I remember wanting to weep. To tell you I'm sorry for all your struggles but I kept myself silent. You would never let me back if I were to give you pity. So we went in and you grabbed your stuff and left. Never once pretending anything was out of the ordinary. And to you it wasn't.

You were so strong that you convinced yourself that there was no issue, I'll never know if that's good or bad.

And I guess in that way we were different.

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A.n: I'm not too proud of this I think I'm trying to be something I'm not again and that's never good in writing. So I'll probably be going back and changing this but I wanted to post something.

- Kay