Wrong Places; Wrong Times

2016

Love. In definition means strong feeling of affection.

Affection. A gental feeling of fondness or liking.

Feeling. An emotional state or reaction.

In all the definitions, sex was never used. Why do we associate sex with love? For all we know, it can be Mother Natures way of making sure the world continues. But the world would still spin if we weren't on it. Just as if oxygen suddenly disappeared, humans, animals and insects would still breath. Gasping for something not there, but we would still breath. 

We take in so much when we are awake, not just the air going into our body's, but so much more. Some more than others, but even the simplest person has a purpose.

He was simple but in ways I couldn't quite yet understand.
What he was carrying was hard to sell, not for the lack of buyers, but for the lack of will to sell.
What he was carrying was fragile, been broken many times before.
It was almost an object, but it was a part of him.
to one side that he tries to hide behind.

Historically, a lot of things had happen in 2016.
In January a new Star Wars came out. Starting off the year with mixed feelings made all of the nerds go insane.
In November Donald Trump won election. You can say what you want, but these things won't interfere with your life.
Your opinion maybe.
He knew this.

I was born in 2001, to two wonderful parents. Both of my moms make me happy, although that conflicts with many religions, believes, and opinions world wide, there is nothing you can say to change my mind, nor any book that has a set of rules for love. We live in the forest in Orlando, 20 miles away from any store, gas station, or park. The green that surrounds us keeps us at peace, it's as if the green is company, and any other color that comes in, is automatically enemies.
My little sister is pretty cool too, although always fighting to win, she finds new ways to make my checks hurt, and my stomach ache.
She could be a new comedian. The ones that don't have to hurt anyone's feelings by telling jokes.
I would put my life on the line to save hers.
I've tried to describe the deepens of the forest to her many times. The colors, the textures.
She isn't aloud out.
She is only ten, but finds happiness in the small things, mostly because it's the only thing she can pick up, the only thing she can feel.

"What does red feel like?"

Her soft voice broke through my thoughts, I put down my controller, walk to the couch she is planted on.

"Well," I whisper as I get close to her and kneel down.
"It's kinda like when you fell down and hurt your knee, it's harsh and painful, but can be beautiful at the same time. Kinda like how you healed up, an got stronger."

Her soft pale face in the light of the dusky lit room is perfect. The fact that she'll never know how pure she is to the world is a shame.

All of a sudden she jumps into my arms.
"One day?" She whispers in me ear.

"One day." I promised. We both without saying knew what this promise meant, and I pray to whatever god is up there, that I can make this promise come true.