Walking Alone

Living Life

We came such a long way. Me and Kristine, after school we went to the same college. High school sweet hearts isn’t that something? Our parents were both happy for us, at times they didn’t think we were gonna last. The first couple of years me and Krist were being reckless kids, till Krist broke her leg. Lucky it was a clean snap but we decided to keep our head in the books for the remaining years.

We moved together to the big city in Ottawa, both still finishing our bachelors mine technology her’s business. An old one bedroom apartment suited us just well. We had a handful of friends, many moved to other colleges or are working 9-5. I didn’t picture myself being like this at 23 with a girl I loved the most.

“Krist wheres the popcorn?”

“I told it was near the microwave” did she tell me?

“Last one left!”

This is a route with us, movies almost every night. She put on some Nicholas Sparks movie must be the Fault in Our Stars. I gotta admit these chick flicks aren’t too bad. I cried the first time watching NoteBook with Krist. She laugh cried at me, but I found it touching knowing someone can live and die with the love of their life. I remember after watching that movie I stayed up looking at Krist wondering if how it would be if we grow old together like that.

I find myself wondering if every day Krist gets sexier cause I swear she does. The way her thighs always look, like they are taunting me. The first time I told her I loved her was during our first time having s*x. I was sweating profusely and she looked like a wonderful goddess. When she asked if I meant it I never kissed her that hard before. There were days after that where I was buried inside of her for hours. We were so love sick I think everyone around us stopped hanging out with us for that every reason. I don’t think I can imagine us ever breaking up.