I met this nigga way back in 6th grade when i ran for student council. Words can’t explain how comfortable I felt around him once i let my guard down. We were different and we didn’t give a fuck at who questioned it. I remember we would spend all of our money on patches that we would then iron onto our uniforms and backpacks. We didnt want to be like everyone else; our creativity started very early.
He might not know it but he means the world to me. Eleven years of friendship helped me brew up a type of love that is well beyond friends; i consider him family. And like family I know everyone has flaws. He is very hard headed and stubborn. He can be a dick at times but at the end of the day he is still that same person who talked me through alot of the hardships my family has unfortunately encountered and was even my inspiration/reason why i came out.
Things recently just got messy and we haven’t talked for a month; I’ve been hurting ever since. I really hope we work things out, I hope he realizes its worth the small effort to sustain what we have.
Blue Christmas
Im use to not getting anything for Christmas, money has always been an issue with my family but i learned to accept it as the years went by. I learned to appreciate the little things and made the best of this heartwarming holiday. Something that always got me through the night was the endless laughs that i shared with my older sister. This year is my first christmas without her and im devastated. She passed away last year around this time and i cant help but to greeve. i miss her so much. </3 i know im blessed that i have the rest of my family but no one was as close as we were. christmas can suck it this year iam just not in the mood :(
i miss
the way you hugged me tighter whenever i hugged you.
the way we talked on the phone until the battery died.
the way you gave me ridiculous scenerios to answer.
the way you tickled me
the way you looked at me straight in the eyes to make me nervous.
Our little adventures to venice beach.
Our trips to restaurants
Our cheesy thumb wresting matches
Your smile
now all i do is fight the urge to talk to you or text you, telling myself if you wanted to speak to me you would
