Monday, March 21, 2011

He.

He is essentially the same. The same crass sense of humour, the same eagerness to crack a joke at my expense – and yet, something has changed. He looks older now. But he is still a boy. He isn’t unhealthily skinny anymore. And his neck doesn’t seem as long as it used to.

He still stares at me with the same intensity – like he has something to say. But he never does. He never did.

And I wonder how I had ever imagined that things would work out between us. We were just two bumbling kids, disillusioned and desperately looking for love in all the wrong places…

Yet, I wouldn’t change a thing.

Six years is a long time. But sometimes it isn’t.

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