chapter six

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Jacob POV

It the little things Alex do that make me so attracted to him.
And there's the things he do that I hate, like ignoring me after our kiss yesterday.
I have to find a way to talk to him about it but I haven't have the chance or the privacy.

Finally Alex was in the back yard alone.
"Why not make today your best day ever?"
"Huh" he nodded, "where did you hear that?"
"No where actually, I was just wondering if you would like to go see the soccer game with me today" I ask.
"It depends" he replied.
"It depends on what Alex".
"If the plan don't change like last time".
"Alex I said I was sorry and I want to try to make it up to you."
"Sure" he nodded.
"Be ready by six" I say.
Sometime in tragedy we find our life's purpose.
Maybe the wolf is in love with the moon and each month it cries for a love it would never touch.
That like me being in love with Alex and I'm afraid to tell him or show him it.
The feeling I have for Alex is tragic, unexplainable, and irreplaceable.
I will always care for him even if we're not together, and even if we're far far away from each other.

"The world is a tragedy for those who feel, and a comedy for those who think" I told Alex.
"You most be a really romantic guy" he say laughing.
"Why would you say that" I ask.
"Cause of the things you say".
"So tell me some of the poem you know".
"For of all the sad word of tongue or pen, the saddest are these: " it might have been"
"Wow Alex that was beautiful".
"Thanks" I had read it in a book.
"Your mom say your therapist told you to write some of your thoughts and feeling. Have you ever written one" I ask.
"Yeah, I had written a few actually".
"Do you mind telling me one?"
"Every soul will tasted death".
"W-what? Alex, w- what is that supposed to mean?" I ask.
"It just me saying that everyone will die."
"Rough, that's fucking rough man, Do you have any that's not that rough. I want you to say something that deep and meaningful".
"What you think I didn't mean that?" He ask.
"No Alex, I just want something less death meaning".
"If our love is insanity, why are you my clarity?
If our love is tragedy, why are you my remedy".
"It a quote from my favorite song".
"Clarity, that my favorite song too" I say.
We here I say pulling up to the drive way.
Me and Alex went inside in silence and watched the game in silence.
"Thanks I had fun " Alex say after the game was over.
"No problem, you hungry " I ask.
"Yeah but it to late I don't think we gonna find any place that open".

Life is a dream for the wise, a game for the fools, a comedy for the rich, a tragedy for the poor.

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