Tuesday, February 28, 2006...10:05 am
When I Fall In-Love
His friend gave me a pink envelope. For some reason he thought I liked pink. He had no idea who I was, but my hands trembled as I pried the envelope open. The letter made no sense at all, but I felt like I was the luckiest girl in the world.
I found the post-it notes in my locker. She knew my padlock was just a bluff. Silly things that we shared. She made me part of her other life.
I wore the ring he gave me, until the thought of getting married put the fear of God in me.
He went to my house. He stayed with me for 3 hours, and yet the words he uttered were no more than ten. He finished a whole gallon of water. I wasn’t bored at all.
He walked me home one day. From our classroom all the way to my apartment building entrance. Before we stepped off the sidewalk to cross the last street, he took my hand. He held it as we crossed. Like old lovers we walked all the way to the entrance.
We sat on the yellow road horse, across my apartment building entrance. We were smoking what’s left of my supplies. He showed me the dragon. It was cold and there were mosquitoes all around. The stench was overbearing. But I could only see him. And all I could feel was the lingering mirth.
Moments frozen in time. As these things unfolded in my life I felt like time was on my side. It even felt like it stopped for me.
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