The Buzz

Six and Eight

The rain was hitting the concrete 

Clattering against it like silverware on a plate

I liked the rain it was relaxing

But the loneliness was suffocating

“ Do you like chocolate?”

Her voice was soft like the wind on a sunny day

I almost missed it 

“Yeah I love it”

“Great that means you’re my friend now”

She took a seat next to me 

And we started talking 

At the end of the night as her mother was leaving 

She promised to visit me often 

And that’s how I met my best friend

When she was six and I was eight. 

The fireworks exploded in spirals of shiny colors 

The colors were pretty but she was beautiful 

Standing there looking at the sky 

With eyes shining like millions of stars 

“ Did you see the fireworks they were so beautiful”

“Not as beautiful as the birthday girl”

She gave me one of her best smiles 

Which shined brighter than the stars in the sky 

I felt so happy to know her 

We sat next to each other

Just like the day we first met 

Except now she was thirteen and I was fifteen

But it still felt like the past 

When she was six and I was eight. 

If I could stop the tears falling of my face I would

I didn’t want her to see me cry

She was crying more than I thought she could 

“Do you really have to go?” It couldn’t hurt to try 

Even though I knew she had to go

Part of me still wished it was all a dream 

It feels like I’m falling into the darkness 

And my sunshine was in distress

“I’m sorry” she said and left

Getting on that plane 

Me being in pain 

The day we separated I turned eighteen 

The day she left she was sixteen 

To others it looked like a teenager crying in the airport 

And a teenager crying on a plane 

When it actually was two kids not wanting to be apart 

Like when you have to leave a party but the kids want to stay together 

It’s the same for us 

Because at this moment when her plane took off

She was six and I was eight

When I turned twenty eight, I headed for the park 

Not looking where I was walking until I heard a bark

A dog by itself, the leash dragging behind 

Her owner finally came running 

“I’m so sorry about her”

“No worries, it happens”

I lifted my head and we locked eyes 

Beautiful lime green eyes 

Met with brown

Two lovers bound by heart 

Face to face with each other 

I smiled as she started crying 

The first hug in ages 

But it felt like the first hug we ever had 

Back in time with the rain hitting the concrete 

Like the clattering of silverware on a plate

Except now she was twenty six and I was twenty eight 

But it will always feel like 

When she was six and I was eight.