I never got to ask you what you were afraid of, what your dreams were, if you were happy.
“The sea’s depth can be predicted, but no one can know what’s in someone’s heart.”
Step 1: Laugh.
You’re each other’s first friends. And first enemies. Which has totally made your bond unbreakable.
Yes, you are a speck of the world, but a beautiful speck, an incredible speck constructed of thousands of cells and blood vessels and veins and emotions, swirled and sewn and interlaced together.
Stage 8: OMG THEY HAVE CHEESE CURDS.
The way or she speaks. Is it quiet or loud? Do they speak with their hands or with their eyes? When they talk about something they’re passionate about, does the pace of their speech quicken?
They hadn’t met before, just two twenty-somethings
smiling over a shot of whiskey.
Paths crossed, air hot
with drunken electricity.
Arguing over the radio stations because his pre-game music and your pre-game music don’t always align.
Your stubbornness matched mine in ways that always made me question how we even ended up together. But we did, somehow.