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~*Loose thread.
I had a short little flashback. A memory before we leave.
I know we're going to pack more memories after graduation.
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We'll build so much more. So much on the day of our trip.
But. Please. Let this week go fast. For there's a party that day.
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Remember after sewing class i cut out a denim heart for you? You didn't accept it- you just gave it back to me and said I deserve it more.
Fiddling with it. I didn't need it. I cut it out- it was curved perfectly. Everything ended at an exact point. I can't. This is in the way- if I hold this I can't hold your hand.
Then, together we ripped the heart. Well. You mostly did, i didn't have the strength to tear it. But you did. I held one peice. The loose thread- it bothered me.
Give it here.
You did.
So I threw it away.
And then we held hands.
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I think I’ll cry. I’ll cry tears of joy, I said. But, there will be sadness in my face. Like Bernadine. How she cried so hard, I held her.
Everything will be fine, stop crying.
’No! It’s not! You and Sarah are going to leave me- then you’re off to college!’
I couldn’t help but choke.
I hate it when people think too far. I’ll miss her. Even if it seems like I hate her guts- I don’t.
I want to thank her. So I did. For putting up with my issues, my tempers, my anger. You, pulled my loose threads away.
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It’s ending this week. We’re ending at the seams.
As much as I hate it- we’re going to build so much memories.
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If I kiss you; I might miss you.
Just let me have some fun with my friends.
 NinteyDegrees_South · Mon Jun 08, 2009 @ 07:14am · 0 Comments |
