"Hey Kyle, can I ask Ты a question?" I asked Kyle
"Ok,shoot." he replied
"can we hang out at your house?" I asked him.
"Sure!" he replied.
I knew that my dad wouldn't care. The sunset is my curfew.
When we got of the bus, I followed Kyle until we arrived at his house. His house looked a lot like mine. It was the same size and shape. The only difference was that his was a darker green than mine. He unlocked its door and opened it for me. Inside, it was pretty basic. There was a small couch, a tv, and small minorah on a table. I noticed a layer of dust on the minorah.
"Dude, I don't mean to be rude, but do Ты even have any parents?" I asked him.
"No. There weren't any parents in your dream." he answered.
"oh I get It. You're making up for my lack of a full set of parents." I сказал(-а) to him.
There's a reason why I live with just my dad and not my mom. When I was five, my mom died of a crystal meth overdose. I remember the night she died, ambulances circling around our house, my mom being carried out in a body bag. I remember her going through my toy chest and finding toys that she could sell for meth. I also remember the days before she starting using meth. We would braid each other's hair every day. The sad part about it, is that I look just like her.
Kyle saw the tears well up in my eyes. He hugged me for the секунда that day.
"don't worry. I know your pain. we'll be mended, we'll mend each other. He whispered in my ear.
i could feel his tears land on my shirt. We stayed like this for ten minutes. Once we pulled ourselves together, we walked up Kyle's stairs, up to his room, with knowledge of a dark similarity that we had.
"Ok,shoot." he replied
"can we hang out at your house?" I asked him.
"Sure!" he replied.
I knew that my dad wouldn't care. The sunset is my curfew.
When we got of the bus, I followed Kyle until we arrived at his house. His house looked a lot like mine. It was the same size and shape. The only difference was that his was a darker green than mine. He unlocked its door and opened it for me. Inside, it was pretty basic. There was a small couch, a tv, and small minorah on a table. I noticed a layer of dust on the minorah.
"Dude, I don't mean to be rude, but do Ты even have any parents?" I asked him.
"No. There weren't any parents in your dream." he answered.
"oh I get It. You're making up for my lack of a full set of parents." I сказал(-а) to him.
There's a reason why I live with just my dad and not my mom. When I was five, my mom died of a crystal meth overdose. I remember the night she died, ambulances circling around our house, my mom being carried out in a body bag. I remember her going through my toy chest and finding toys that she could sell for meth. I also remember the days before she starting using meth. We would braid each other's hair every day. The sad part about it, is that I look just like her.
Kyle saw the tears well up in my eyes. He hugged me for the секунда that day.
"don't worry. I know your pain. we'll be mended, we'll mend each other. He whispered in my ear.
i could feel his tears land on my shirt. We stayed like this for ten minutes. Once we pulled ourselves together, we walked up Kyle's stairs, up to his room, with knowledge of a dark similarity that we had.
When I saw Ты in the store,
I did not know I´ll be more
than a fangirl.
Ты helped me, Ты made me cry,
Ты made me ask myself "Why
are Ты not real?
Why can´t your wounds heal?"
You´re like me, that´s what I feel,
and their hearts are just of steel.
Now I Любовь every single curl
of your hair,
for Ты I care;
and I have fear
´cause you´re not here!
All this excitement, it´s called "love",
though I can only Любовь Ты that way,
I wish Ты Masel Tov
and a happy birthday!
I did not know I´ll be more
than a fangirl.
Ты helped me, Ты made me cry,
Ты made me ask myself "Why
are Ты not real?
Why can´t your wounds heal?"
You´re like me, that´s what I feel,
and their hearts are just of steel.
Now I Любовь every single curl
of your hair,
for Ты I care;
and I have fear
´cause you´re not here!
All this excitement, it´s called "love",
though I can only Любовь Ты that way,
I wish Ты Masel Tov
and a happy birthday!