Sequel: Cloud of Our Own ›
I'm Water for Your Wine
your fingertips are never cool
W E W E R E N E V E R B E S T F R I E N D S .
We were friends with the same people, which made us mutual friends. You know the friends that you just say “Hi. Bye” or even, if you’re lucky, an actual two minute conversation. That’s all we were, for years upon years we revolved around each other without actually connecting, without actually coming into contact with each other.
Middle school rolls around and you meet new people, mean people, nice people, rude people; all kinds of people are in middle school. Even then, we just kept revolving.
It isn’t until we’re thrown together in a shitty science class with a shitty teacher and shitty people that we both hate that we are brought together. You sit next to a spoiled; asshole kid who is obsessed with you and I sit next to a foreign girl who I give attitude to every opportunity I’m given.
It takes half the year for everyone to find a seat that they are comfortable and you find your comfortable seat next to me, exactly 5 inches away as I can feel your heat in the cold winter months.
We don’t say much at first, occasionally making jokes about everyone else and laughing silently to ourselves. You make fun of my laugh often because it will go from high pitched and shrill to a small giggle.
Eventually you start to touch me, to hug me, to randomly grab my hand and sing to me. I laugh at first but then my heart starts to beat just a little too fast when I’m with you. I ignore it and start to get accustom to you (much too fast if I say so).
Soon enough, you’re my best friend and if you didn’t have a girlfriend, I feel I would be your best friend. We hang out outside of school often and grow even closer, if it were even possible in our situation.
Just as soon, I have feelings that I cannot control and thoughts that tend to wander far ahead of myself. Thoughts consisting of does he like me back? or am I too emotionally attached?.
But then I just think of how you’re my best friend with a girlfriend, and my guilt should be the most evident feeling instead of these emotions I cant even comprehend.
But… it’s not, and I want to start comprehending those feelings.
We were friends with the same people, which made us mutual friends. You know the friends that you just say “Hi. Bye” or even, if you’re lucky, an actual two minute conversation. That’s all we were, for years upon years we revolved around each other without actually connecting, without actually coming into contact with each other.
Middle school rolls around and you meet new people, mean people, nice people, rude people; all kinds of people are in middle school. Even then, we just kept revolving.
It isn’t until we’re thrown together in a shitty science class with a shitty teacher and shitty people that we both hate that we are brought together. You sit next to a spoiled; asshole kid who is obsessed with you and I sit next to a foreign girl who I give attitude to every opportunity I’m given.
It takes half the year for everyone to find a seat that they are comfortable and you find your comfortable seat next to me, exactly 5 inches away as I can feel your heat in the cold winter months.
We don’t say much at first, occasionally making jokes about everyone else and laughing silently to ourselves. You make fun of my laugh often because it will go from high pitched and shrill to a small giggle.
Eventually you start to touch me, to hug me, to randomly grab my hand and sing to me. I laugh at first but then my heart starts to beat just a little too fast when I’m with you. I ignore it and start to get accustom to you (much too fast if I say so).
Soon enough, you’re my best friend and if you didn’t have a girlfriend, I feel I would be your best friend. We hang out outside of school often and grow even closer, if it were even possible in our situation.
Just as soon, I have feelings that I cannot control and thoughts that tend to wander far ahead of myself. Thoughts consisting of does he like me back? or am I too emotionally attached?.
But then I just think of how you’re my best friend with a girlfriend, and my guilt should be the most evident feeling instead of these emotions I cant even comprehend.
But… it’s not, and I want to start comprehending those feelings.
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just the beginning of maybe something.if anyones actually reading, tell me what you think :)