With my feet on the dash, the world doesn't matter.

Sep 19, 2005 15:22

so yesterday i went skating with mike, but when we got tired, we decided to chill at starbucks. it was strange, in a good way though. the sky was clear and the sun was getting kinda low, i dunno, 5:30 maybe?
with greg gone, pat never hangs out, so it's just me and mike. we had an extremely indepth conversation(over a cigarrette), probably the most serious i've ever had. a lot of good vibes were being thrown and mike said that i'm basically his best friend.
before he said that, i never really thought of it that way. nobody at school is really a 'best friend'. i mean aside from sarah, amy, rory and dylan; they've been really awesome for the short time i've known them, but me and mike have come a long way, about 6 years i'd say.
they used to hate us, then we started skating together, then his mom was my babysitter and we played guitar together a lot. then his mom quit and we didn't see each other for about 6 months. mike said it was probably the worst time of his life, his mom bitching the hell out of him, no car, no job. since he got his license, he's changed for the way better, more lively and funny.
there was just something about yesterday that made me think, a lot.
he said he hopes we're good friends forever. it made me feel really... something i don't think i've felt before. i swear i'm not going gay.

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