True Blues

My soulmate, a best friend from the beginning... sound like a broken record yet? if not, it will.
With my ex, My life was full of depression and my self- esteem plunged as I kept in a depressive state that was totally unnessesary. Luckily, my best friend kept me smiling. Our fond memories date back, it seems forever, but its more mid november when I began growing. A talent show was in the midst of my high school.
Singing, being a passion of mine, was my "talent" and well he played the guitar. A scheduled "practice" turned into a jam session full of inside jokes, smiles, laughs, and most of all, sparks. I was on a serious juice box binge, and as he arrives I hand him one. Being the silly thing he is, he decides to totally open the bottom of it. He called it "gapping the juice box" haha Our jam session was like played in my head as a ballroom dance. Harmonically flowing together rhymically and smoothly. It was like we were just meant to make music together. He made me feel a happy I had never really known. A happy had surfaced from my deepest secluded part of my heart. At the time I had no idea this feeling, is what people called love.

A Second "practice" emerged and again it was full of laughter of sorts. In my basement he played me songs, we made jokes no one could understand (is that a bowling ball? crystal meth!) and he taught me a song... haha... Roadhouse..

A choir family emerged from us. He and I were playfully "married" which sparked role play in our choir class but our "marriage" endured the fad and is still in place now, even now that we are together. Our friendship consisted of cuddling, kisses on my head, holding hands, and flirting that seemed to be incontrolable.

we were apart of  an after school choir group, Chorale. It brought us very close. We sang and would make jokes constantly. Its kinda just what we do I suppose. haha