Before I know it, we're whisked off to high school. In a new campus, with new classes, completely different teachers, and upperclassmen towering over us in the halls, I shrink and lose track of whatever neat organization I had kept in my mind. Friends drift apart and I find myself caught in the middle, dithering between who to choose.
There, again, I find you, one day at lunch. Originally having chosen to sit with you to be petty against my other friend, I end up next to you every lunch period. You become my anchor; I find solace in spending time with you, in silence or in conversation. I ask you questions about what you like, and you lose yourself explaining how great music is, a light in your eyes that I hadn't seen before. When we end up holding actual conversations-- rare occurrences-- the banter never fails to make any day better.
I wander around after you in my free time, get to know some of your friends in the music program. It makes me realize, unexpectedly, how nice it must be to be in a group, creating harmonies together, a family.
I long in my mind for that togetherness.
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Roman d'amourSome days, I want to hold on to you, any part of you, lean on you and borrow your warmth. Others, I'm content just knowing you exist in my life. Playback to all the minutes and moments I spend with you. == © aster 2018
