Falling & Love

My white elephant was for Jane Ray. I took one of her posts (Book of Love) and drew a picture for it.

The post talked about falling in love and falling out of love. I decided to take the idea of falling for the picture. I used a chick like chicken little and, "The sky is falling!" The crack is in a heart shape and it has pieces of the sky. Sometimes falling in love is skydiving. And falling out is wondering if you forgot your parachute.

(It didn't post earlier. I know this was for last semester, but...)

Being in Elementary School

I miss those days. Mostly recess. I played mash for you while texting my friend. He is S, I am B...

B: *strange, unattractive face*

S: Are you describing me?

B: No. I made a face. But yes...

S: Haha, alright. Just seemed to fit.

B: Come on, I'm kidding. You have an attractive face. That's the least I can say to someone I tricked into calling me hot.

S: Hm. Well, how 'bout we stop awkwardly complimenting each other like this. It's weirding me out.

Earlier:

I proceed to ask him for a number between 3 and 10. He says nine, I play MASH with something I previously set up.

Drive an old beat-up car, live in a shack, have four kids with.... Awkward...the guy I'm texting right now.... Heh.

B: That was a bad number... We were supposed to play MASH.

(Keep in mind he doesn't know the outcome.)

S: ??

B: The game for elementary schoolers. What you live in, what you drive, how many kids, who you marry. You are a cursed man.

(This cursed man is also oblivious.)

(Garrett, if you see this, THE GLOVE.)

Go childhood.

Needless to say, he still doesn't know the outcome of my game of MASH. Comment whether or not I should tell him.

Valentine

Leo said wanted to hang out, but we both knew that wasn't it. We sat close to one another and watched a movie on his phone, when the TV wasn't working.

A simple stretch and his arm was around me. The other hand fiddled with my fingers as we leaned closer together. There was thumping, and we distanced ourselves. As soon as my family member had left, we went back.

Credits roll and we don't move. Blank screen.

“What now?” I ask.

“We could cuddle…. but I guess we were already doing that.”

I smile and put my head on Leo’s chest.

“Can you hear my heart? I bet it's beating pretty fast.”

“Mine probably is, too.”

We sit there for a moment and his arm goes around me more. I feel his fingers on my chin. Them feeling my lips. I look up and we sink into each other.

I smile as our lips part.

“I wish time could just stop.” He tells me.

“Me, too,”

The clock seemed to have changed quickly when Leo’s phone buzzes. “Come home please.”

We barely move. We don't want to part. We want to stay with each other. We cuddle, we kiss, and before we finally say goodbye he whispers, “Happy Valentines Day.”