Twilit Star Fall

A Story by Bobby Madden

Romance and intimacy.

Her name was Minami. She was sitting right there, waiting for me on the curb. I looked out the window of my dad’s green Explorer as he pulled up, and I saw her wave at me with a fishnet fingerless glove. She wore a Perfume shirt. She was the only person I knew who had one. I wish I had one for myself. After all, Perfume was my favorite band. Before I met her, I didn’t have a single friend who liked them. It was a miracle that I met her. One of my friends happened to see her at the mall while she was wearing that same Perfume shirt. My friend went up to her, told her about me, and Minami was interested enough to look up me on Facebook. She was only a ten minute drive away. Of course, I still didn’t have my license yet, but I’m thankful my dad could take me. This girl was one of the most beautiful things I had ever seen. She had a boyfriend, unfortunately, so I didn’t believe some deity was spoiling me, but I was happy I had the privilege of socializing with someone like her in person.

My dad stopped the car and told me to call him when I needed a ride. I got out, waved goodbye, and he drove away. “Hey!” said Minami. “Hey! What’s up?” I said back. I walked up to her and sat down next to her on the curb. “Our first time hanging out!” I said, enthusiastically. “That’s right!” she replied. “I love your shirt!” “It loves you back!” “It’s f*****g awesome you like them.” “You’re telling me. I know how hard it is to find fans of them in this area. Everyone’s either into dubstep or Asking Alexandria.” “You think there’s a god up there that brought us together?” “If I wasn’t so skeptical about gods then I’d say yes.” “Guess we got something else in common.” She smiled. “What else do we have?” “We both like black. It’s spring and we’re both wearing black band tees and black skinny jeans. I’m rocking I The Breather myself.” I pulled on my shirt with my thumbs and pointer fingers. “This shirt’s worn out like a m**********r though. I remember when it was brand new like the one you got on. I wish shirts never faded but I guess that’s just a hard fact of life.” “True s**t. I do love wearing black. I just feel comfortable with it. My parents want me to dress more proper though. It’s bullshit,” said Minami.

“Black clothing doesn’t say s**t about your character. You can be an eagle scout and wear black,” I remarked. “They think I’m being disrespectful to myself with those look,” she said. “You’re being disrespectful to yourself if your actions are inconsistent with your desires.” “Yeah. They have a warped a*s view on the concept of respect.” “The important thing is that you can look at yourself in the mirror and be happy with what you see. F**k what people think. One time, my friends and I went to 7-11 at like 1 in the morning to get cappuccinos just for the f**k of it. After we got ‘em and started walking back, some m**********r at a gas pump yelled at me and called me a gothic freak just ‘cause I had some Tripp pants on. He didn’t know me, but he thought he did from nothing but one little glance at my attire. Society is full of judgmental xenophobic people who think anyone who is little bit unconventional is a freak of nature or someone who lacks self-respect, but that’s not all society has. Some people are a little more accepting. Some people won’t give anyone crap unless they really deserve it,” I professed. “I feel like we’re gonna get along just fine. Wanna go inside and get coffee?” she asked. “F**k yes!” I answered, happily.

We both got off the curb and started walking towards her apartment building. “Not many of my friends enjoy coffee,” she said. “I don’t see how. Coffee is an elixir and it’s needed every day.” “I completely agree.” We walked up to her door. I walked in after her. It looked comfy inside. On the right was the living room, which contained two brown couches. One was facing the door, pressed up against the wall with a painting of a forest above it, and the other was perpendicular to it on the left with its back toward the dining room and kitchen. There were two small tables on either side of the couch that was against the wall, and each had a small lamp. The dining room had a nice black table with six black chairs. There was a poster of a Japanese symbol on the wall to the left of the table. The kitchen was in front of the dining room, and there was a hallway between the kitchen and the living room. It smelled of Wisteria incense inside, and it was quite comforting. “I hope you like the dark s**t ‘cause that’s what I got. It’s called Black Silk,” said Minami. “No s**t! That’s my favorite! My dad never buys the dark s**t. He either gets medium or mild. You ever had breakfast blend? Definitely not my preference. If my dad gets it and there’s no other coffee available I’m gonna have some breakfast blend but if I go shopping with my own money, the dark s**t’s coming home with me,” I said.

Minami grabbed the jug of Black Silk and a spoon. She opened the machine, opened the jug, put four scoops in the machine, filled up the pot with four cups of water, poured the water in the machine, set the pot in place, and turned on the machine. “Let’s sit on the couch and wait,” she said. “Sounds good.” I walked into the living room and sat on the couch, and Minami came up beside me and sat down on my right. “So what are some things you like besides coffee and Perfume?” I asked. “I’m fond of photography,” she answered. “Me too! I really love nature. There’s so much out there to enjoy, and sometimes, you just want to capture it in a photograph so you can enjoy it after you walk away.” “Exactly. I just photograph anything that appeals to me, but I do love nature. It’s one of my favorite things about life.” “I would never want to commit suicide just because of nature. Think about it. You’d never see a sunset again. You’d never see a forest in winter again.” “Winter is amazing. It’s my favorite season.” she said. “Mine too! I love seeing a bunch of grass covered in snow, but only when nobody has stepped it. Once I see a footprint, I get so pissed.” “I know how you feel.” “I also love winter at night. You ever step outside and see the moon through a leafless tree? Nothing spells fantasy like winter moonlight.” That’s romantic. I’ve never heard a guy express appreciation for those things. Most guys I talk to just talk about Call of Duty and s**t.” “I can’t stand Call of Duty. It’s such a boring game. I prefer games like The Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time.” “Zelda is my s**t, dude! My favorite game is Wind Waker.” “Holy s**t! That’s mine too! Damn. Are you my soul mate or something?” I asked. She was blushing. “I don’t know. Am I?” “Nobody seems to like Wind Waker. I love the bright colored animation. I love the fact that you get to ride a boat instead of ride a horse. It makes me feel like a pirate.” “I feel the same way! I really love the soundtrack too. I love the music you hear when you go into a cave or one of those submarines. It’s so enchanting.” “F**k yeah! I love the ghost ship. I love how you can pick up the clubs of your enemies, set them on fire, and throw them right in their faces.” “I love doing that s**t. It’s funny when they get knocked in the water.” “You’re awesome. You know that?” “Oh, hush. Wanna get our coffee?” “Hell yeah!”

We both got up and went to the kitchen, and I saw a full pot right in front of us. “Do you have creamer?” I asked. “I do. Cinnabon,” she said. “That’s my favorite kind!” “I don’t see how people can take it black. I’ve tried it and it tastes like a*s.” “Not literally, I assume.” “Certainly not literally.” She went into a cupboard and pulled out two cups. “Which cup do you want? The Beavis and Butthead one or the TMNT one?” she asked. “Beavis and Butthead.” She filled up both cups and opened up the fridge. She took out the Cinnabon creamer and set it on the counter. I walked up to the counter, opened up the bottle, and poured some into the Beavis and Butthead cup to make it light brown. “Here’s a spoon,” she said. I took the spoon and began to stir. “Sugar?” I asked. “In that white bowl.” I took off the small lid, added in two scoops, and put the lid back. I stirred it all together, placed the spoon in the sink, held up the Beavis and Butthead cup, and took a sip. “Delightful,” I said. I stood to the side with my cup so she could prepare her own. “So what are some things YOU like besides Perfume and coffee?” Minami asked. “Your face,” I answered. She looked up at me and smiled. “I also like writing,” I said. “What do you write?” “Poems, songs, and short stories.” “What genres?” “Any genre I feel like.” “Would you write me something?” she asked. “What would you like?” “Surprise me.” “I just might.” I continued to sip my cup and eventually she finished making her own. She walked out of the kitchen and I followed her. We both sat in the places we did before.

“What do you do with the things you write?” she asked. “Upload them to the Internet and see what anyone thinks of them,” I answered. “Does anyone like them?” “According to the feedback I’ve received, people do. I don’t receive that much feedback though.” “How come?” “Well, on the Internet, people care for visual images more than the written word. People are too lazy to read a fifteen page story. They’d rather just look at a pic of a girl in her undies, and that’s a pretty spectacular thing to see.” “Maybe you should get published.” “I sure want to but I’m not ready yet. I need more material. I’ve added up all my work and it comes to about 90,000 words. If I have something on a shelf I don’t want it to be one of the little guys that barely get noticed. I want it to be thick enough to grab someone’s attention. People say ‘quality over quantity’ but they’re both equally important to me.” “That makes sense. What was the last thing you wrote?” “A Punisher fan-fiction.” “F*****g awesome! I love The Punisher!” “Are you trying to make me fall in love with you? Because you’re pretty close.” Minami chuckled and blushed heavily. “There are two movies called The Punisher. One was made in 1989 and the other was made in 2004. I got into the character when I saw the one made in 2004, and I got obsessed with that movie. I’d watch it all the time. See, I always felt like a reclusive person, and seeing the Punisher sit in solitude all the time was refreshing to me. Of course, I also liked seeing him kick everyone’s a*s, but it wasn’t just for the aesthetic value. He did it for a good reason and that made me appreciate the a*s kicking even more,” I said.

“I’ve never really heard anyone talk about him like that. If I know anyone who likes them they just wear his shirt and say he’s cool,” Minami said. “I like him enough to make my own fictional content about him,” I said. The Cinnabon coffee was orgasmic. There was nothing I’d rather sip while sitting in front of this gorgeous girl. “What’s the story about?” she asked. “I’d love it if you checked it out,” I said. “If you write me something, I’ll read it.” “Well, looks like I have some incentive.” I drained my cup and sat it on the coffee table. “I think we finished at the same time,” she said, setting an empty cup next to mine. “So where are your parents?” I asked. “Working.” “Your boyfriend too?” “Yep.” “Would any of those three get mad if they saw me?” “My parents would but my dad doesn’t get off for another two hours and my mom gets off late at night. I’m sure my boyfriend would too. He’s gotten jealous a few times.”“How so?” “Well, one time I posted some pics of me and some guy friends that I took at the mall. He thought I liked them more than him and he told me not to hang out with guys unless I was with him.” “Now, to me, that’s unacceptable. You can hang out with whoever you want, and he should trust you enough to let you do so,” I said. There was a knock on the door.

“Who’s that?” I asked. “No idea. My boyfriend gets off around the same time as my dad,” she said. Minami got up from the couch and walked over to the door. She opened it, and there was a guy standing there at the threshold. He was a Hispanic guy with spiked hair. He was wearing a black tank and black skinny jeans. He looked over at me. “Who the f**k is this?” he asked. “This is my friend Bobby. I thought you had work,” she said. “I got fired and I thought it would cheer me up if I stopped by to see you, but apparently not,” he said. “Aurkus, please don’t be upset.” “I told you I didn’t want you chillin’ with another guy unless I was with you. Why don’t you respect me?” “I do! You’re overreacting, Aurkus.” It was too hard to be silent. “Stop being paranoid that she’s gonna cheat on you,” I said. He looked at me, and his eyes were on fire. “Give me a reason not to beat the s**t out of you right now,” he said. “Aurkus, you need to shut the f**k up, okay? I know that you’ve had a bad day but don’t take it out on him,” Minami said. Aurkus looked back at Minami. “You’re f*****g this guy, aren’t you? You’re f*****g him and every other one of your guy friends. Why am I even with you?” Aurkus asked. All of a sudden, he raised his right hand and slapped Minami across the face. I felt an electric shock pulsate throughout my body, and the guy marched off into the direction of the parking lot. “Hey!” I screamed, getting up and striding out of the house. I saw Aurkus still walking toward the parking lot. I caught up to him and pushed him forward as hard as I could. He feet forward onto his hands and knees, got up, and bolted toward me. “M**********r!” he yelled. I pulled back my right arm and swung a hard fist right into his face. He turned around and hunched over with his left hand on his face, taking a few steps away from me, and I could still feel the solidity of his skull on my knuckles. He turned back toward me with blood on his lips. “You’re dead. You’re f*****g dead,” he muttered. He turned back, walking towards the parking lot again. “Stay the f**k away from Minami,” I said. I turned around and Minami was standing there by the door.

I walked up to her. “Are you okay?” I asked. “I’m fine,” she said. I wrapped my arms around her to comfort her, and she hugged me right back. “I’m sorry he did that to you. There was absolutely no excuse for it. You did nothing wrong, okay?” “It’s not like it’s the first time I’ve been slapped.” “Anyone who slaps you is a f*****g douchebag. Nothing you ever would make you deserve a single instance of being physically assaulted,” I remarked. “People sure make me feel like I do,” she confessed. I pulled away from her to look into her eyes. I put my hands on her shoulders. “You could never deserve it. You hear me? Never.” Something came over me. My heart was beating hard and I felt butterflies in my stomach. I felt like Minami just turned into a magnet and I was made of metal. I leaned in close, and I pressed my lips up against Minami’s. I heard Minami take in a sharp inhale of air the moment our lips touched. We held onto each other so tight, and I couldn’t believe this was really happening. Our kisses were in sync, and this moment was overflowing with perfection. I didn’t want it to end. I placed my hands gently on her head and ran my fingers through her hair. It felt so soft. After about half a minute of kissing her beautiful face, we just stood there with our foreheads touching. I couldn’t tell if her eyes were open because mine were not. This was one of the most powerful moments of my life, and I only wanted to cherish it, so I simply stood there with her in silence. The only motion of our bodies was from our breathing. Peace had enveloped me, and I knew it was finite. At some point we’d let go of each other and proceed to carry out the day. Maybe Aurkus would assault me from behind, but right now, everything felt right. My life felt like it made sense, and I was just happy that I lived long enough to be a part of this fantastical experience.

I opened up my eyes and pulled away, lowering my hands to her lower back. “Well, I didn’t expect this,” I said, letting out a smirk. She giggled at me, putting her hands on my hips. “Thank you for standing up for me.” “That was his punishment. Maybe he’ll think twice about hitting a girl next time. Maybe he’ll realize that if he hits someone there’s a chance he’ll get hit right back. It wouldn’t have felt right to just stand there and do nothing. That was a really fucked up thing for him to do. I also want you to feel safe when you’re with me. I care too much for you. I know I’ve only known you for awhile, but I’m not going to say I need to know you for x amount of days before I can officially start caring you for you. It’s never too early to care for someone. You’re safe with me, Minami. I’m sorry you had to go through that s**t. A lot of guys are like that. A lot of girls are too. Some people are paranoid a*s m***********s who have to suppress the freedoms of the people they’re with in order to feel comfortable. I’m not like that though. You can trust me, but I won’t demand that you trust me, although it would be an honor if you did, because trust isn’t something that people just hand out. I, nevertheless, trust you. I won’t ask for your passwords. I won’t go through your phone. You’re trustworthy until proven otherwise,” I said. Minami kept eye contact with me the entire time I talked to her. She took her hand and placed it on my cheek. “Come inside with me,” she said. She took my hand, opened up the door, and took me inside.

We went down the hall and came to a door on the right. She opened the door, and I peered inside. There was a bed positioned against the left wall, a computer and a chair in the far right corner, and a huge window between them directly in front of me, revealing a lake with sunlight dancing on the surface. She went over to the window and closed the white curtains. I instinctively went inside and closed the door. She took off her shoes, got on her bed, and laid down, and without being told to approach, I approached. I slipped off my shoes, took off my black-rimmed glasses, crawled on the bed, put my left hand by her right side, put my right hand by her left side, and hovered above her. I leaned in close, and I put my lips on hers again. She ran her right hand through my hair and held onto my lower back with her left hand. Her lips still haven’t decreased in warmth since the last time I kissed her. I think I became addicted to them. I could never imagine getting sick of feeling them on me. I moved my lips to the right side of her neck, and as a reaction, she titled her head back. My lips traveled from the bottom of her neck up to her jawbone, and I grazed her skin with the gentle touch of my lips. She was squirming a little, and I felt the nails of her left hand move up my back. It wasn’t painful. It was soothing. I touched her collar bone with my lips, and I left a trail of kisses from my left to my right, and once I reached the right, I started kissing the left side of her neck as I did the right side. She let out a quiet whimper, which sent a chill through my spine. She tasted so good, and I felt overjoyed to be able to taste her immaculate skin. I don’t think I could ever forget the warmth she gave off. Her hands felt so gentle. It was comforting to feel them on me as I expressed my appreciation of her beauty with my intimate mouth. I decided to put my hands on the bottom of her shirt and lift it up over her bra, which was black just like her shirt, and after I did, Minami gripped her shirt with both hands and took it all the way off.

More of her skin was exposed, and from what I could see, her body was flawless. I had zero grievances about it. I didn’t want to look away. I lowered my face to her tummy and gave it more of my delicate kisses. After each kiss, my face slightly moved upward, and eventually, her bra was extremely close to my mouth. I looked up at her, and I saw her nibble on her lower lip. She arched her back, reached behind herself with both hands, unclipped her bra, and threw it to the floor. My eyes immediately moved to her chest. The sight of her luscious, succulent breasts made my heart beat unbelievably fast. I placed my lips on her right breast, without touching the n****e. I kissed the side of her breast, hoping to tease her and make her anticipate when I’d touch the n****e. I took my fingertips and brushed her body with them lightly. I just wanted to make her feel good. She made me feel a certain way that no one else could make me feel, and it only compelled me to get as close to her as possible. Kissing her body brought me so much joy, and when I imagined that receiving my affection brought her joy as well, I felt as though I had significance. After spending a good minute on kissing that one breast and discreetly brushing her body with my fingertips, I moved my mouth to the other. As an act that I hoped would surprise her, I enveloped the n****e of her left breast with my mouth, and she let out a loud whimper at the feelings of my lips. I took out my tongue, and I twirled it around. Her nails were digging into my back even harder, which I didn’t mind at all. I licked and sucked her, and the sound of her voice was music to my ears. I placed my lips in the center of her chest and started to kiss my way down to her tummy. My lips reached the crease of her jeans, and once they did, Minami unbuttoned them, unzipped then, and pulled them off of her legs. There wasn’t a single blemish or birthmark in sight. Even if there was, I wouldn’t have been turned off, but I could still appreciate the rarity of her skin’s flawlessness. I kissed the calf of her right leg. My mouth ascended to her knee and then descended her thigh. The entire time I was kissing her, she was moving. She moved so elegantly. She swayed her head from side to side with her eyes closed, and her breathing was just barely audible. Her hands moved all across the comforter under her body, and her knees would rise and lower. I felt completely in control. I took a second to cease my kissing and just massage her legs. I took my hands, placed them on her thighs, and gently stroked back and forth. She was unfathomably soft. She was a masterpiece of life, and she was too good to be true. I spread her legs and put my mouth on her black thong, kissing it while looking into her eyes. She began to moan, and the very sound of her gave me goose bumps. I wanted so badly to remove her thong and indulge in the holiest place of her body until she erupted like a volcano, but before I could lift up my hands to slide it off of her, I heard her front door open.

“Minami! I’m sorry, okay?! I’m sorry!” It was Aurkus’s voice. “S**t!” Minami said, getting off the bead and trying to get dressed. I went over to the door, opened it up, walked out, and saw him standing there by the open front door. “Can I talk to Minami right now?” he asked. “She’s a little busy right now,” I said. She came out into the hall fully clothed, and closed the door. “Get the f**k out of my house, you prick!” Minami shouted. “Just hear me out, okay? Once you’ve heard me, I swear I’ll leave,” he said. Minami and I both looked at each other. I looked back at Aurkus. “Make it fast,” I said, crossing my arms. “What I did was wrong, okay? I shouldn’t have hit you. I shouldn’t have gotten angry in the first place. You don’t need me around you to hang out with guys. I’m insecure. I’m paranoid. I’m not what a girl wants. I don’t deserve you. I’ve been with you a decent amount of time and it’s been amazing, but I fucked it up, and now I know you don’t want to be with me. Your friend has probably never hurt you and he probably never will, so you deserve him. I have lot of growing up to do, and I accept that. I’m not asking you for you back. I just want to let you know I’m sorry. You don’t have to forgive me or even believe me, but I couldn’t go on with my life without letting you know that I’m sorry. I’ll be on my way now,” Aurkus said. He turned around and made his way out of the apartment. He put his hand on the door, and he attempted to close it, but before he could, I stopped him. “Wait!” I said. He stopped to look at me. “There’s hope for you. You’ve shown that to me,” I said. He nodded. “I’m sorry for barging in uninvited,” he replied. He closed the door, and it was just me and Minami standing in the hall. “Well, that just happened,” I said, looking at Minami. She smirked, and then she came up to wrap her arms around me. “Wanna go for a walk?” I asked. “Mhm.” “Let’s go.”

We left the apartment and walked over to a staircase to the left that led downward. The sunlight was orange and vibrant. It led to a black walkway that circled around the giant lake that was seen through her window. We were walking in a clockwise direction on the path, looking at the things around us, like the people walking their dogs, the trees, and the other apartment buildings. I was walking on her right side. “I didn’t expect that to happen. Did you?” I said. “Hell no. I expected us both to be naked on my bed for the next hour,” Minami said. I laughed. “That’s cool he apologized though. That shows he can be a man. Hitting you was a nasty thing to do, but I don’t think he’s a nasty person. He could’ve gotten a bunch of friends together to come beat the s**t out of me, but he didn’t. It’s possible he might do that in the future, but if he ever does, I’ll be ready. You think you can still be friends with him?” “I guess. I don’t know if we’ll be as close as we used to but if he ever talks to me, I’ll respond. I didn’t think he would ever hurt me. We seemed so compatible, but whenever other guys came into the picture he’d get so f*****g butthurt. I’m glad we’re through now.” She took my left hand with her right hand and held it. “I found someone a lot better,” she admitted. “I feel like my stomach is made of cotton right now,” I said, smiling. “I do too.” “Trust me when I say that I don’t say that to everyone I know. I’ve known enough girls to know that this feeling I have doesn’t come all the time, and now that I’ve found someone who can provide it, I don’t want to lose her.” The sun was setting. “This is a beautiful a*s place. I love that you have a lake just sitting outside your window,” I said. “I know. This isn’t even the only lake in the neighborhood. It has three,” she said. “That’s amazing. I could take a walk with you like this around this lake every day.” “You’re gonna give me diabetes from being so damn sweet. Sorry if that sounded corny.” “Corny isn’t bad.” We made our way to a wooden walkway that went over the lake and ended in a platform with benches, railings, and a pyramid roof over it held up by columns on the railings. We strode across the walkway and made our way to the platform. We took a moment to gaze over at the lake. I looked at her and found her looking at me. “I have a lot more to learn about you, but that just means I have a lot more to appreciate about you, and I’m looking forward to spending all the time I know you appreciating every last quality you have. Who knows? You might end up trying to kill me one day, but for now, I already know that if I end up with you, I won’t trade you for anyone in the world. I want you to be yours,” I said. I put my hands on her face and gave her a sweet kiss, and I felt her arms go around me once again. She pulled away to look me in the eyes. “You’re not like any guy I’ve ever known. When I’m around you, I feel safe. I feel cared for. I feel loved,” Minami said, warmly. I put my lips on hers once again. She made me so incredibly happy. It was like a dream, and if this was a dream, I didn’t want to wake up.

In the middle of our romantic moment, I heard a voice spoken from the black walkway. “Would you mind not doing that in public? That’s so inappropriate!” I looked over to see a middle-aged woman with a blonde ponytail in a white shirt and blue jeans who was walking a Chihuahua. “I can’t stand kids like you. If I were your mom, you’d get smacked in the mouth!” she barked. “You know what? There are better ways to handle something than hitting someone in the face,” I asserted. The woman stood silently for a few seconds and then walked along the path in a counter-clockwise direction. “Why do I have a feeling that won’t be the last person who has a problem with us?” Minami asked. “It won’t matter, because nothing anyone says can keep us apart,” I said. “Are we officially boyfriend and girlfriend?” “You bet your f*****g a*s we are!”

I took her in my arms and spun her around. She was so light. She clung to me and laughed happily. I can’t remember the last time I did something like this. I just lit up with bliss. She smelled so good. I felt so lucky. I probably wouldn’t find a girl like this in a million years, if I ever lived that long. I stopped spinning and set her down. She was still laughing. “Why are you so adorable?” I asked. “Why are you so dreamy?” she asked, still laughing. “I’ve never been called that in my life.” She clung to me once again, which I had no problem with. I considered myself her toy. She could do whatever she wanted with me, as long as it didn’t involve mutilation. “So, when do you want to introduce me to your parents?” I asked. “That won’t be a good idea. They’re pretty xenophobic, like most people I’ve known in Japan. They prefer that I have a Japanese boyfriend. They won’t even settle for Chinese or Korean. When my dad saw me with Aurkus, he threatened to call the police if he ever caught him in our house.” “Well, you’re an adult now. Just get your own place and I’ll move in with you.” “Would you really do that?” “Damn right I would.” I looked over at the lake. Then I looked over at the woods on the opposite side of the platform, and I saw that the sun was on the left side of the woods. Dusk had befallen the land. There was a plane flying in a leftward and downward diagonal direction across the sky that resembled a shooting star. “If you had to take a picture of that, what would you name the picture?” I asked. “What would you name it?” she asked back. “I asked you first.” “I asked you second.” “I’d call it Twilit Star Fall.” “I was gonna say Sunset, but I like yours better.” She rested her head upon my left shoulder with her arms around me and her hands on my right hip. I placed my hands over hers, taking in a breath of air that was scented by the woods.

© 2018 Bobby Madden

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JoJo Hallows

This is very idealic of you Bobby. Was there any inspiration in within your actual life to inspire ths? I truly hope so. I know how much this would make you happy and I hope you find that sort of happiness. I felt like I was floating in your dream. I envisioned this sweet moments, something small in tiny spaces. These moments shared between you and Minami. It was so clear and white like sugar. I almost felt invasive; all these emotions and images echoing from what I believe is your heart wanting for this kind of love. Thank you for allowing me to peer in and now I know what you desire. Go out there and find her, Bobby!!