(no subject)
Remember the time we sat on top of the roof of a strip mall drinking smoothies (how suburban of us). A couple was talking below us, it was probably one of their first "dates". We could not resist, quiet giggles and adventurous sparks in our brains forced us to chuck pebbles at them. Eventually they got wise to the situation, and the very determined boy tried to climb his way up to where we were sitting (he was doing it all wrong). Once he realized I was a just a boy and you were just a girl, like he was just a boy and she was just a girl, they left and made their way to somewhere more private I assume. Besides, we were there first. We talked for a little, but mostly looked at each other between starring at the sky. I saw a shooting star that night, and it was probably one of our first "dates". I think that was exactly when you and I became us. The drive home felt forever. I felt forever.