Sunday.
Rehearsing; sword fights, cups of tea, and Men in tights.
This is not a complaint, the 4 hours I spend wasting time, are 4 hours well and truly deserved. I love every single second of it, messing around with others who are so dramatically gifted. It's a blessing to be a Girl playing a Boy who is so heroic and brave and who, eventually falls in love with a Girl.
Texts; Oh sweet lord.
It's exhausting keeping up with M,honestly.
For weeks and days there will be no word. Not even a small Hello on Facebook's screen. I become completely accepting and have adjusted to the reality, that the nice giggling M and I have nothing tying us together. And then what Happens?
Texts.
Out of the blue, out of absolutely nowhere.
Needing to see me? Wanting to meet?
Why? Can't you tell Me?
No? You just want to Chill?
Well.... OKay then.
Bus journey's; Shaking hands.
He's standing in blue when I get off the bus and a wide smile spreads across His Young face. Like no time has passed, like nothing has changed. Like it was only Yesterday.
Kissing; Sometimes I love kissing. But not now, not right now.
Pressure, intense and disappointing when it doesn't happen for you.
Oh Darling, Did You forget who I was for a While?
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