Soon I'm going home, to take a long bath & shower, eat some dinner, and wait til C. gets off work. I've missed him, I realized. He's so like me, like a twin brother almost. Coincidence that we are both Geminis.
I love you C.
We rode the bus together in high school. This wacky old man named George drove our bus and basically let the kids run wild. One day during a fight, George looked up in his rearview mirror and shouted, "Hey you kids, don't you get any blood on my seats okay?" Soon people were riding our bus home even if they didn't live in the neighborhood, just to enjoy the carnival atmosphere and smoke in the back. Eventually someone reported George and the school replaced him with a large irate man.
When they assigned seats, C. and I said we were siblings so we could sit together. I bit him once and left teeth marks in his wrist. We had such fun that year, taking walks in the dark. We would sneak out at night, and our friend Coco would drive us down to Metro so we could drink coffee and stay up all night.
I want to show him my apartment, tell him about all the growing up I've done lately. I want to listen to his voice, hear about Spain and California and everywhere he has been. Maybe we'll go out and smoke cigarettes, pretend to be the adults we wanted so badly to be once upon a time.
