He and I

The party

Ever wonder why things happen the way they do? Why people are put in your life but then taken away? I sure do.

There was a boy. There was a girl. This was the beginning.

I wouldn't consider myself a big party girl but I did enjoy going to them. It was early February and my boyfriend, Cole, and I had just exchanged our first "I love you's". I left his house so he could sleep for work and went to a friends house party. Cole knew. He never had to worry about me.

I was feeling good that night. I had my favorite blue jeans, my all white converse and light blue and pink faded tank top. My make up was done and my hair was up.

Though not my party I tried to make everyone feel comfortable and I have been to this house many times and noticed a new face. Being me I had to introduce myself.

He was sitting on the counter in the kitchen. He was wearing a white t-shirt and black shorts. He had his hair cut back short and had beautiful dark skin.

I skipped my way over held out my hand and said, "Hi I'm Casey and who are you?" His name was Lance.

Lance and I spent the whole rest of the night talking. I gushed and gushed about how Cole and I were doing. I told him of our "I love you's". He told me about how a few months back he broke up with his girlfriend of two years. We spent the next few hours just talking about life. Until he said he had to leave.

I said good bye not knowing we would be saying it again for good in the future.