Words Of Ink

So y’all remember when I said Blue friend zoned me? Well that might have been the best thing that happened to me. We have spent a lot of time together, either in a group or even alone. We went and saw his brothers play, which was amazing, with another girl Orange. Who also likes Blue but also likes Yellow and just about every living thing. Then we all went to the park at night which was fun. On Sunday we hung out at a church party. I never realized how many girls liked him. They were all over him and me trying to get closer to him. Sigh, Females. Plus a lot of guys were hitting on me and Blue said he would punch them if they did again. Then when we were leaving his group leader ask if he was taking me home then gave that “ya buddy” nod when he said yes. Lolwut? What was that about but anyway in the end he still left with me :P. I think the best part is the car rides. We usually talk the whole time about some pretty meaningful stuff and it’s really the only time we are alone. We talked about hopes and dream, embarrassing moments and deep secrets. I guess he really is my friend, for now that is. Red + Blue = Purple? in the future maybe :)  

- Red

So there seems to be a lot of misinformation floating about how girls always friend zone the “good guys” and date the jerks. But what about the guys who friend zone the girls. Now I know you’re think “Whaa that never happens” or “Well you friend zone him first” But NO! Naw man, naw. This has happened to me with every guy I have ever met in my whole entire life. I don’t know maybe I am to cool for guys to like me and I am a better friend. Oh well. 

So this is how it normally works. I meet a boy, I don’t throw myself at him but I show interest and stuff. We hang out of a bit and I pick a perfect time (I think) to ask him on a date. It goes like this 9 times out of 10.

Me: Hey Derp, I really like hanging out with you and I was wondering if you would like to, you know, go on a date sometime?

Derp: Hey, I really like you and all, as a friend but I would like to keep it like that okay? 

Me:  (As a friend, a friend, FRIEND! DAFUQ) Okay.

Turns out Derp only likes to date girls that are either totally bitches that will rip his heart out or girls that will friend zone them. Woah what? Look at that logic, behind every friend zoned guy is a girl willing to hand them their love on a silver plate but Nooo Derp only likes bitches like Herpina. And I as I sit there watching this girl rip your heart out I can help but think “What if you had said yes to me? This would not be happening” But when all is said and done I know you will come back to me and we will bad mouth Herpina as you cry on my shoulder. Forever a Friend. 

 - A rant by Red 

             I remember almost crystal clear, the time I met my friend, Josh. I have always been quite the loner, never truly having many friends as a child or even now are a young adult. It was a normal day as normal as any day for me could be that is. I went about my normal routine which involved school, chores and studies. Then like always I went to the park to either read or draw under my favorite tree near our artificial pond at the park. I noticed something peculiar under the tree, something that most certainly did not be long in my personal space. It was a boy. He was not even doing anything just sitting under my safe haven like he was meant to be there. I promptly went over there to give him a piece of my mind about sitting in my spot, which clearly all the neighborhood children knew was mine.  

            As I opened my mouth about to speak out of rage and fury due to this unexpected disruption to my normal routine; he looked at me and spoke ever so kindly ‘I was waiting for you’. Waiting for me? What ever did this strange boy mean? I was not friend of his, no, not even an acquaintance. I had never once in my life seen this boy yet he waited patiently for me. I guess he could tell I looked puzzled since I probably had my over animated confused face on. He then told me that he lived right across from the park and pointed to his house. He said he was always very sick so he could never really leave the house to play with the other children but almost everyday he would see me sit under the tree and read. He said ‘I always wished I could come outside and sit with you. You always seemed so lonely.’ I felt both shocked and guilty, I sat out here never really doing anything but read while some poor sickly boy could not even leave his house. I asked him why of all the things to do he chose to come here and sit in my spot. Then he told me ‘It was the first thing I said I would do, because I was lonely and you were lonely. So I thought maybe we could keep each other company’

            He wanted to be my friend, this strange boy sitting under the tree waiting for me. The friendless girl who sat alone and the lonesome boy who stayed at home, what an odd pair.  That’s how it was, the two who never had many friends now had each other and I guess that is all that really mattered. So without fail almost everyday I went out to the tree, to my spot, no our spot and he would be there waiting for me. He couldn’t run or play so he would sit or listen while I read. Now that I think on it, it must have been quite odd to see him sitting, doing nothing while my nose was in a book. Never the less that is what he wanted to do.

This went on for nearly two years, me reading and him listening to the wonderful stories, until he stopped showing up. He had got sick again. It was worse then before, he couldn’t stay at his house and was stuck in the hospital. I tried the best I could to go there everyday during visiting hours to read to him. I would read and he would listen, like it had been. One day he told me that I was the greatest friend he had ever had, that I made his life happy and worth while. It was true, and he had done the same for me, the little friendless girl under the tree had a friend to call her own. Unfortunately he passed away a few weeks after that. He was the best friend I had ever known, the only friend; he taught me how to live and be happy. After he passed, I carved our names into our tree and sometimes I still sit there read.

- Red

Hello, you just read a short narrative about the love and friendship between a girl and a boy. This is based on a very true story almost exactly. Yes this actually happened to me, I am the girl and boy may he rest in peace is actually was a dear friend. Today would have been his 17th birthday so I wrote this story for him. I will probably read it to him our tree later. 

Two young lovers in twilight 

They pine for romance 
The fluttering of heart
His hand upon her breast
Feels the swift pounds
Be they in love
Be they not
Safe in his embrace 
Lips of sweet cherry
She swoons for a kiss 
He obliges blissfully
Two young lovers in twilight

- Red