Life

He paces back and forth, the grass dying the underside of his feet. He is waiting, waiting for life to begin, waiting to grow older, waiting to get away, and waiting for her. His parents had been fighting... again and he needed to talk.

He watched as she ran up the sidewalk, her high ponytail bouncing and hitting her face. He's stopped pacing, to stare at her, from her long waist length hair to her deep intelligent fresh water eyes.

She jumped at him wrapping her arms around his upper body, taking him by surprise and knocking them both to the ground.

A fit of giggles over takes her and he lies on the ground while she works to calm herself. He takes a deep breath, taking in the smell of sunflowers and oranges.

Finally calming down she stands up and walks away. His world feels empty as she walks away, cars speed by and people pass, but he is all alone.

She turns around, half way through the yard, and calls for him to follow, a smile gracing her small face. He races to her, and together they run to their woods, the small patch of trees just behind his house. He scrambles ahead and up the large boulder, staring up at him she tries to jump onto the rock.

As he turns to help her up she falls backward, he watches as she picks herself up, dusting the dirt off her jeans. He helps her up and they talk. He tells her of his parents, their fighting and looks of disappointment. She listens quietly, taking his problems and baring the load.

The two of them sit there on the large rock in the woods behind his house; they are both young and childish. She stands and dances around him, laughing and giggling no trace of sorrow on her face. His is covered in worry, but as she dances around him, the lines begin to fade and soon he joins in the merriment. They clasp hands and spin in circles, there is no end in sight for their time together. She is the first to collapse, practically throwing herself to the rock beneath them. Her laughter rings melodically through the thin woods as she pulls him down to sit with her again.

But when she goes home and he stands in the yard watching as the fading sunlight glistens in her hair, he's left to go inside alone.

Inside the house filled with disappointment.