We were friends again like back when we were seven.
School started again. People would stare at us in the hallway, giving us confused looks.
your friends would make jokes about us
but you just shrugged your shoulders
and gave them a smile
We would go out for coffee
and you would let me wear your blue sweater
I know I never returned it.
We sat on my porch
watching the sun go down
we looked funny under the fading orange
glow
You reached into the pocket of your old jeans
and pulled out two cherry jolly ranchers.
Life never tasted so sweet.
YOU ARE READING
Gray(BWWM)
Short Story"In that moment I think we were gray." A short story about a girl's memories No part of this book should be reproduced, or used without my permission. this came from MY imagination, so it is my book. Cover:@contaminant
