These words are my own. I love you. (Brian Rosenthal love story)

Can't we just stay here forever?

‘Hey, Ariel! Wait up!’ I turned to see my best friend in the whole wide world, Brian Rosenthal running down our school hallway. ‘Well then hurry up you slow poke!’ I laughed as he tried to catch up to me while also dodging all of the seniors as we all rushed out of the graduation hall. Brian finally caught up as I sat down at our usual place under a shady tree in a garden-type place next to the drama centre.  ‘Took your time, Bri’ I teased.

‘In all fairness you were closer to the exit than I was. And I’m not a runner like you are!’ Brian protested as he pulled out a pack of redvines from his backpack. ‘True.’ I shrugged my shoulders and took a bite out of the redvine he gave me. We lazed there is comfortable silence looking up at the clouds, my head was resting on his shoulder. 

‘Bri...’

‘Ari…’

‘We will still talk, right?’ I looked over to him to find him looking at me. He sat up onto his elbows to face me.

‘Ariel Rose Stevenson. You are my bestest friend in the whole entire world and have been since we were 5. Do you really believe that now high school is over, we are going to stop talking?’

‘Yeah you’re right it’s just.’ I sighed and sat up crossed legged as did Brian. ‘It’s just that Michigan is so far away from New York. I’m scared that we will lose touch in all the hecticness of college.’ Brian rapped me up in his arms resting my head on his chest. ‘I promise you, no matter how hectic college gets for me; I will always have time to speak to you.’  He pulled me away to look into my eyes. He wiped the tears from my face with his thumb leaving his hand on my cheek and kissed my forehead, before bringing me closer snuggling me into his chest.

‘I love you so much, Bri’ I cried into his shirt.

‘I love you too, Ari fairy.’ I couldn’t help but smile at the goofy old nickname he gave me when we were 7. I don’t know how long we stayed like that; I just know it ended all too soon.

‘Air, we’ve got to go now, don’t we?’ it sounded more like a statement rather than a question. Either way he sounded just as sad as I felt.

‘Can’t we just stay here forever?’ He chuckled.

‘Come on, I’ll drive.’ He kissed my head. ‘Besides, your fligh doesn't leave until tomorrow afternoon. And our parents are throwing that graduation “Surprise” party they failed to keep secret, remember?’ I giggled at the memory of hearing our moms talk over the phone about our party.

 Before I could say anything else I was lifted up bridal style as Brian attempted on carrying me across the school still dodging everyone. Let’s just say that failed. We walked the rest of the way, pacing as slowly as we could manage.

‘Well that went well.’ I stated sarcastically.

‘Well excuse me for trying to be all romantic and everything.’ I laughed playfully nudging his shoulder. We walked talking about random things. Everything from Squirrels trying to use chop sticks to our theories on the meaning of life. That is the cool thing about Brian and I, nothing was ever awkward between us, and we can just be our weird, abnormal selves. It was when we finally reached Brian’s truck that Brian literally jumped in front of me and opened the passenger side for me. ‘For you, my beautiful darling.’ Brian talked in a goofy English accent.

‘Well aren’t we being chivalrous today?’

‘I like to keep things new, especially for such a wonderful woman like yourself.’ Brian kept up the English accent. I smiled and hopped into the truck, as did Brian. As he turned on the radio, Brian and I smiled excitedly at the song we both loved so dearly.

These words are my own

Threw some chords together

The combination D-E-F

Is who I am, is what I do

And I was gonna lay it down for you

Try to focus my attention

But I feel so A-D-D

I need some help, some inspiration

(But it's not coming easily)

Whoah oh...

Trying to find the magic I sung as Brian filled in with his perfect harmonies.

Trying to write a classic

don’t you know, don't you know, don't you know?

Waste-bin full of paper

Clever rhymes, see you later I couldn’t help but laugh as Brian attempted to dance with me while trying to make sure we don’t crash.

These words are my own

From my heart flow

I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you

There's no other way

To better say The people in the cars next to us yelled at us to shut up but that didn’t stop us. Instead we just sang louder.

I love you, I love you...

Read some Byron, Shelly and Keats

Recited it over a Hip-Hop beat

I'm having trouble saying what I mean

With dead poets and drum machines

I know I had some studio time booked

But I couldn't find a killer hook Our dancing was just out of control now.

Now you've gone & raised the bar right up

Nothing I write is ever good enough

These words are my own

From my heart flow

I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you

There's no other way

To better say

I love you, I love you...

I'm getting off my stage

The curtains pull away

No hyperbole to hide behind

My naked soul exposes

Whoah.. oh.. oh.. oh.. Whoah.. oh..

Trying to find the magic

Trying to write a classic

Waste-bin full of paper

Clever rhymes, see you later

These words are my own

From my heart flow

I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you

That's all I got to say,

Can't think of a better way,

And that's all I've got to say,

I love you, is that okay?

The song finished and we were laughing so hard that Brian nearly ran us into a tree, which made me laugh even harder.

‘I’m going to miss your laugh.’ I stopped laughing. Remembering that this was soon all over broke my heart.

‘Don’t worry, we’ll call and Skype all the time… it will be like we never left.’ I smiled weakly, trying to convince myself that I was right. Was I right though? What if we don’t call and Skype all the time? What if this really is the end?

‘We’re here.’ Brian spoke glumly but kept a smile on his face to try to comfort me.

I sighed. ‘Here goes noting.’