His name shall stay unknown, but we knew each other for more than a year, but it has also been about 5 months since i last saw him. I was with me and some of my gal friends out ice skating when i heard a familiar voice say hello. I looked behind me and saw a young man, 18 perhaps. He had pink hair. Then i looked at his eyes and face. his pretty hazel eyes. Then the slight freckles that were scattered across his face. Of course, there were his very unique eyebrows as well.
"Oh hey!" I comment. "It's been forever."
"Yeah." He responded.
We talked. About everything, colleges, jobs, motorcycles, love, and life. He told me how he's never been in a relationship before or been on a date. Not even a first kiss. I started us being there together could be counted as a date, but then I backed out and added: "as friends if you want." He showed me his scars, and I told him mine. He got many hugs from me, but near the end, I started to get an attack of some sort, coughing, lack of breath, and wheezing. He helped me out and we sat by our stuff. I happened to have a Polaroid camera, so i took a picture of him. He took a picture of me too. We also decided to take a selfie. I managed to grab his number so we could keep in touch. That was the last time i saw him for a while though. I missed him so much, heck i loved him. He ended up coming to a few of my crew practices since he too was in crew. We talked more over text, but then we got into an argument. It was quite depressing and it ended with me asking them if they were transitioning to a girl. They were. We haven't talked sice.
