WITHERING ROSES

Making memories

Things were going well between us, she was still in India. Her parents didn't know about me and my parents didn't know about her.
Once she said
"we don't need to have a physical relationship. No physical intimacy" she looked serious
I didn't understand what she meant... I didn't even know the word. We were sitting in our usual places in the park, we were quiet for sometime when she suddenly said that.

"what...?*visible confusion*"
"I know we haven't but we don't need to. I don't want to!!" she said
"wait wait waait......firstly what's physical intimacy, secondly...you-you look a little angry. Is everything ok?"

   She looked at me like 'seriously!?' and then she smiled and said

"the rule of touch."
"oooohhhh ok ok.........I understand but, I'm not bad touching you am I?"
                 
As soon as I said that she hugged me(I really do not understand girls)

"uhhh... doesn't this come under physical intimacy????"
"hugs and kisses on the forehead and cheeks are fine*smile*" she said.

One second she looks angry the next minute shes smiling.
"I really don't understand girls yknow" I said
"awww that's cute" she said and continued hugging me.
Was she teasing me? Guess I'll never know.

                 She taught me things I didn't know, she comforted me in hard times. Just like she said, she was there for me. Some days we would spend time in her car reading a book together as she rested on my chest and some days we would spend time cracking dumb jokes, drawing and listening to music in the park. She made me a better artist.
              As I grew older the fights and arguments with my family grew more frequent. Mom stopped hugging and kissing me, she stopped showing her love and I would break down everyday to Ankita but every single time she comforted me rather than getting annoyed even if I cried like a baby. I never missed moms hugs and kisses because I had Ankita. She filled up moms place, I started loving her a lot and placing her on top of everything. A year went by like that.

One day in the swimming pool, before class, a question popped in my mind.

"hey wait- whats your birthdate!?" I asked.
"omg how did we forget*chuckles* um yeah its on april 3 2002!! When's yours"
"well that's news *jaw drop**laugh*wow I'm a day older than you!!!"
"*eyes wide* whaaaaaaaatttthh, OHMEGOSH why didn't we discuss this earlier????? And why are you older than me*laughs*"

She said and came to hit me with her book

"it's not my fault that my parents had physical intimacy one day before your parents!!!! *lol*" I exclaimed.

         She laughed a lot now, it was continued by a 7 minute chase of her trying to catch me and me trying to escape, we were running so fast. Finally, I gave up and looked at her panting as she ran toward me at high speed. I expected a whack in the face but instead she dropped the book and collapsed in my arms panting and giggling like a drunkard. I could feel her heart beat against my chest. Both our heartbeats were fast pounding on our chests they felt happy and great just like our life. She then said
"I-*huff*I*puff*love you."
"...............*eyes wide**mouth open*"
"...............*drunk giggles*"
" GIRL YOU COULD HAVE SAID THAT WHILE WE WERE SITTING*laughs*" I said.
She started laughing more as I lifted her and made her sit on the chair.

After a few days she said she had to go back to New York

"don't do anything stupid when I'm gone yeah?" she said before leaving the park
"I cant. Stupid isn't fun without you." I said
"I know youre lying!!" she smiled and tried for a laugh but I could say that she was holding back tears trying not to cry. I hugged her and she broke down, I cried too but not as much as her I could feel my dress getting wet with her tears. I didn't want to see her cry so bad she was literally bawling, it hurt me watching her.
"okok my mom wont buy me new clothes, you're spoiling my shirt" I said
She smiled as I kissed her forehead.
"I love you!!" she said before going
"I love you more!!!" I replied. Little did I know that her going back was gonna be a disaster.