Saturday, November 10, 2012
Monday, November 5, 2012
It seemed to me like she was dancing on the edge oblivion and she just didn't care. I loved her from that very moment. She spun into all of our lives. I had to introduce myself.
"My names Sketch." I yelled over the music when she had come close enough. Hopefully she could hear me. Perhaps it was just the idea that she couldn’t that I was nervous. She stopped for a moment and just smiled before taking hold of my wrist for leverage and leaned forward to whisper in my ear.
"Cassette." If it had been a movie, we would have spent forever talking to each other in the most crowded and noisiest places we could have ever thought to try and talk in. However, it wasn’t like the movies at all. Instead of saying anything else, she pulled me onto the dance floor. Since then, our lives have gotten more colorful and magical. More chaotic and turbulent. Also more confusing and tearful. Still, I wouldn't trade it for the world.