socially awkward.

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More Than Just A Flash.

“Tell me a story Adam.” He said.

“About what?” I said.

“About you,” He said. “Have you ever been in love?”

“Yeah.” I replied.

“What was it like?” He asked.

“Don’t tell me you’ve never been in love,” I said teasingly. I was smirking but from the corner of my eye, I saw Jagger was dead serious.

“No, I meant what was it like for you?” Jagger said. He then adjusted his body. “Mate, I’m so drunk.”

“You want a glass of water?” I offered.

“Nah, I’m good.” Jagger said. “So?”

I thought for a few seconds before giving him an answer.

“Love for me feels like fireworks.” I finally said. Jagger looked at me from where he was lying by turning his head towards me.

“It was like beautiful, enchanted fireworks.” I continued. “You know how fireworks are always a surprise? It was like that. Everything was magical and just when I thought it couldn’t get better, it always did get better until I thought I would explode from joy. “

I breathed in deeply. My head was still spinning so I was surprised that I was saying things quite coherently.

“And then it was all over. Like a perfect spark in the sky, it would just fizzle away the moment you thought it will be forever. No matter how much you wanted it to stay, it just can’t. Your enchantment was all suspended in a moment. After which, you’re just left with a moonless sky and the smell of smoke to tell you that you witnessed something magical a while ago.”

“That’s beautiful.” Jagger told me with a wistful tone in his voice, “and very sad.”

“What about you?” I asked. “What was it like for you?”

Jagger just stared at our empty shot glasses for a minute or two before he gave me his answer.

“It was like Christmas. You know the feeling of being excited because you know you’ve been a good boy all year long and expect Santa Claus to reward you a gift only to find out that Santa Claus wasn’t real and that the gift you were expecting, no matter where it came from, will never ever come? That’s love for me.” Jagger said briefly.

I was moved by what Jagger said. It was short but I could feel the emotions that were attached to each and every word that came out from his lips.

At that moment, I just wanted to ask him about everything. I wanted him to just tell me.

But I knew, it wasn’t the right time.

He’ll open up to me when he’s ready.

Posted on Thursday, February 9 2012. Tagged with: when boy meets boywbmbadamjagger
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