Oh, Snap!

A Harmless Exchange

It started as a harmless exchange of notes between friends.

How's your day?

What are you doing?

But those harmless exchanges added up.

Soon what was once a couple of words became a couple of sentences which became a full-blown story and we were the characters.

Our notes turned into a book about two friends who fell in love.

A summer camp kind of love. 

We knew it would end before it even began.

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When the summer ended like it always does and we said goodbye like we knew we would.

And our exchange stopped and so did the story. 

There were no more pages left to write; only pages to be read.

So let's read them now, shall we? Before the pages get all dusty.

Before he and I are all but forgotten about; just the characters in a book we read once.

And when people ask you, "Oh how was that book?"

That becomes the only time you think of them again.

And you smile and say, "I loved it."

But what you really mean is, "I loved them."

Remember Rob Gordon from High Fidelity? 

When he listed the top five things he missed about Laura? 

And he said, "She does this thing in bed when she can't get to sleep, she kinda half moans and then rubs her feet together an equal number of times... it just kills me."

It's the little things that make you fall in love.

The things that make you, you. 

Your idiosyncrasies.

These are his:  

-He has fluid in his ears so they are constantly popping. 

-He gets aggravated at conversations for no evident reason.

-He's incapable of hiding his feelings.

-He's extremely particular about manners, especially at the dinner table. 

-He believes conversation is for before or after a meal - not during. 

-No part of his body is sensitive with this exception of his dick. 

-He doesn't like frosting.

-He can't handle anything to do with fingernails - or toenails for that matter. 

-He was born in April. 

-He likes words that start with the letter v. 

-His laugh trails off. 

-His body shakes when he gets nervous. 

-He doesn't cook for picky eaters. 

-He's a good listener. 

-He fell in love with a girl named Rachel once. 

-He hates cuddling.

-He likes motorcycles and Steve McQueen.

-And the Rolling Stones. 

-His mother has an overactive adrenaline gland. 

-And he likes companionship. Long meandering conversations that turn into nothing talks. The banter and the repartee more than the subject matter. 

That's what he's going to miss the most about me, he says. 

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Anyway, reviewing all of this is sort of pointless.

Just know I'm going to miss him, too. 

Like, really miss him. 

And that time in the kitchen when I was sitting on the countertop and he was feeing me butter cake. 

Frosting-less butter cake. 

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It was a good book.

A quick one. 

I'd it read again if I could. 

It's called, "A Harmless Exchange" and it was written by us.