Have you ever had someone so dear to your heart...that no matter if they kicked dirt in your face...
you'd still pray to God that their life turns out just the way they want it to?
Well this is for him.
I remember the first time we ever met.
I exited the 5 south, pulled into a little apartment complex and he was standing out in the front.
He didn't even hesitate; he sheepishly smiled, walked up to my car, and got in the passenger seat.
From the very moment we met, everything about him said
"steer for me. Drive me where ever you want me to go."
We parked my car across the street.
And held hands when using the cross walk.
I'm glad kindergarten teachers drilled that into you as a child.
I thanked them right there in the middle of that red light.
His hand clutching mine four-year-old style.
That was the deciding moment that we would be friends forever.
He never matched.
His stupid little novelty ties and his job at the factory.
The button he owned that simply said on it "the best button ever"
The time he pulled up his jacket sleeves and said "now you know my deepest secret"
His panic attack out in front of my house where he cried and threw his backpack at me.
How he put eggs in top ramen and made me like it forever.
French toast at 2:00 am.
He's a blanket stealer.
Once when I was sick he drove 2 hours just to bring me my favorite tea then spent the night out in the freezing cold in his car as to not upset my dad so that he could be there in the morning to take care of me some more.
How he yawns when hes nervous
The way he sings.
The night I learned what heart break felt like he laid with me in the middle of that cold December street in peat coats staring up at the stars.
"Pavement Angles! Make Pavement Angels!"...and he did. and his coat got all dirty.
The night he pushed me off the bed in his sleep and i had a bruise for weeks.
Stealing handfuls of sour skittles form his sister's livingroom.
Being scared of wolves...in the park...in orange county...in downtown brea.
Dancing without any music
Turning off the radio and singing at the top of our lungs.
"Why is everyone staring at us Nadia?"
"Because we're weird."
<3
you'd still pray to God that their life turns out just the way they want it to?
Well this is for him.
I remember the first time we ever met.
I exited the 5 south, pulled into a little apartment complex and he was standing out in the front.
He didn't even hesitate; he sheepishly smiled, walked up to my car, and got in the passenger seat.
From the very moment we met, everything about him said
"steer for me. Drive me where ever you want me to go."
We parked my car across the street.
And held hands when using the cross walk.
I'm glad kindergarten teachers drilled that into you as a child.
I thanked them right there in the middle of that red light.
His hand clutching mine four-year-old style.
That was the deciding moment that we would be friends forever.
He never matched.
His stupid little novelty ties and his job at the factory.
The button he owned that simply said on it "the best button ever"
The time he pulled up his jacket sleeves and said "now you know my deepest secret"
His panic attack out in front of my house where he cried and threw his backpack at me.
How he put eggs in top ramen and made me like it forever.
French toast at 2:00 am.
He's a blanket stealer.
Once when I was sick he drove 2 hours just to bring me my favorite tea then spent the night out in the freezing cold in his car as to not upset my dad so that he could be there in the morning to take care of me some more.
How he yawns when hes nervous
The way he sings.
The night I learned what heart break felt like he laid with me in the middle of that cold December street in peat coats staring up at the stars.
"Pavement Angles! Make Pavement Angels!"...and he did. and his coat got all dirty.
The night he pushed me off the bed in his sleep and i had a bruise for weeks.
Stealing handfuls of sour skittles form his sister's livingroom.
Being scared of wolves...in the park...in orange county...in downtown brea.
Dancing without any music
Turning off the radio and singing at the top of our lungs.
"Why is everyone staring at us Nadia?"
"Because we're weird."
<3
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