It was a Thursday. I remember it was so because I've missed her the day before. We have class together 4 days a week and Wednesdays are the only days we're off. I sit at my desk anxious for her arrival. She walked in a minute later and threw down her maroon Jansport bag. It was the small ones that showed the world that you were a Junior and that you didn't carry books with you anymore. She looked at me and smiled. "One more day to go..." she says. Class starts.
In the middle of class, the teacher stepped out like he always does. We were on the second floor, so whatever it is that he did, it would be a while since he would be back. I looked over to her, and extended my hands as an invitation to put her hand in mine. She was a bit confused and yet she still did so. I held her hand with both of mine and said "J, I think we should date for a day - I think you're really cool, and I want to show you a great time. I don't want to start a relationship with you because it means that sooner or later our relationship would end. I want to hang out and to hold your hand like this, and to see you smile like you are now. What do you say?"
She looked at me confused, yet smiling. She had all these questions, but the look in her eyes showed that she was down for anything. She said "How do we act? Do we hold hands? Do we kiss? What about ..." to which I replied "you can do whatever you're comfortable doing." The look of confusion disappeared and all that remained was a full smile.
Five minutes later, the teacher walked back into the room and it was time to let go of her hand. We never did go on that date. We ended up dating other people the following week. That's high school for you...
Tonight I held her hand again, but she wasn't holding mine back. Who'd thought that we would reunite after 12 years in a hospital. There she was, lying there in a coma with a machine helping her breathe as her newlywed husband looks over her. TWELVE YEARS and this is how we meet. That's life for you.
JT - I hope you get better - it's time to wake up. I want to know where you've been these last dozen years. Please come back. Let's go out. =)
You will be in my prayers. All the best JT...
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