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I remember when laughing wasn't forced, and playing games was something children lived for. I remember when the words "I love you" sat on my lips like a feather, waiting for the slightest gust of wind. I remember running through the grass barefoot, chasing fireflies late into the night. She sat one edge of the bed, feet barely touching the cold hardwood floor. The only warmth in the entire house came from the corner of the room, on the ground where she lay sobbing only minutes before. Next to one of her feet was a shattered vile of red nail polish. It's contents were angrily spattered on the white wall in front of her. Sanity was evicted

You fell in love on that, the twenty-first day of June. She stood on her tippy toes, outside your 6th period class, quietly trying to get your attention through the small window at the top of the door. Seated in the second row, six seats back, concentrating on your algebraic expressions, you looked up for a second and caught her eye. Your world stood still just long enough for you to appreciate the woman standing on the opposite side of the wall, face pressed against the window.. motioning for you to meet her outside. You both smiled in unison. You would later tell her that when you looked at her that day, at that exact moment, watching he

He said the ring hanging from the chain around his neck came from a friend who had passed away. Long gone, no longer with us. A friend who had once been dear to him. He said the ring had meaning, but he'd never wear it again. It was wrapped in someone's forgotten life. He stood silent, listening to my breath. He touched my my hand, as I pulled it away. He wondered if I believed him. I asked him where the ring came from. And when he said it came from a friend who had passed away, for once I didn't doubt him. Because I knew the friend was his integrity.