“You know, when you’re beneath water, you still have some air left in your lungs, and you try to just be calm, keep it in and not waste any of it. And then you realize, you’ve gone way too deep into the water and you get a little bit scared but its alright because you know how to swim. So you do. You start swimming towards the surface, and sometimes it gets arduous. The waves drag you back into the profoundness of the ocean so you might get a little bit more scared because now you’re running out of air, but you keep swimming and when you think you can’t do it anymore, you get to the surface and breathe.”
He said that. And I was confused. I didn’t get what he meant but then he kept talking.
“So YOU, You are like coming up for fresh air. when my eyes lay on you, when your brown eyes look at me, it feels as if for a long time I had been drowning and you pulled me out of the water”
It took a minute until it seeped all in, and I stared. I forced a smile, before I turned. My mind was in a whirl.
You know when, back in those times people lived in clans, and declared war on each other almost every day? And when you look on it, the cause of the war would be a possibly be a mosquito that had crossed territories unknowingly. BAM! War started.
It was something like that between us.
We hated each other the most, more than anyone else around. And people would have to practically pull us off before we rip each other.
But this. This doesn’t fit.
Normally, there would’ve been another fight, since my normal notion would be that he’s pulling me into a trap. But no. This has been happening for a couple of weeks.
What’s happening around and why? Umm.. Yes, I helped him. Once. But I couldn’t have denied him that. His brother was sick in the hospital and there was no one to pick him up from school. He had no money for the bus and people had already left. He couldn’t even call anyone since he had forgotten his phone.
And when I found him, he had his eyes shut, with his mind probably thinking about his little brother. And I felt I had to be there.
He was suspicious at first, but desperation took over him. I let him call his parents, let him come to my house for a while, and dropped him home. We talked on the way, as though we had just met, forgetting everything for a while.
And that was the end of it.
We didn’t talk the next day, or the day after. And things went on normally, except there were no fights; or no conversation either.
“Earth to you?”
I blinked. “Yup. Sorry, I’m right here.”
He shook his head. “I know. I have no idea what is happening or why or how either. And all I can do is let out whatever seems to be within me, because I don’t seem to have a control on the things that are coming out of my mouth.”
“That’s okay. Umm..I ..er..understand. Well, er.. go ahead.”
“I hate you, girl. I do. Or I did. Every time we fight, I’ve wanted to pull all your hair out. And you’re the person I’ve detested much. But… But I shall never truly be grateful enough for that day. When not a soul was to be seen but you. When you lit the embers and brought them to life. I felt something, that was one of a kind; something I didn’t know was possible.
And that day, when Jack held you and you both a massive fight, I literally burnt. I couldn’t let go of things, nor stay away from you. I don’t know if I like you even.
But I can say this..
Without you, there isn’t a normal day of mine. And there is going to NO ONE picking a fight with you, other than me. ”
That hit me right away. And I smiled.
I don’t really know why I suddenly wrote this. I just typed it all out and felt I had to post this.
And the guy? He’s one of my best friends right now. Although we don’t talk everyday in person, he understands me well, and that’s basically what I need. And I’m happy.😁
Has something like this happened to you? Please let me know!! 😁🙂