Feeling It

Good times.

We're holding each others hands, watching a movie we picked randomly. Me: "I don't get it, why are wives so awesome when they were like, in their 20's but once when they get married and have children they become so uptight. It's like what happened? Live a little. I don't ever want to become that." Simon: "Me either, I'd never want to become so obsessed with work that I forget how to spell fun let alone have it." I smile and get an idea, Me: "You want to go outside for a walk?" Simon: " We're in the middle of a movie." Me: "So what just pause it." He thinks about it and agrees.

So we walk, we go to a park that has a big area of green grass, it's like six baseball fields combined, literally and around it is a sidewalk, I guess it's like for dogs and little kids because the field has so much green and on the left of it is a playground. We lay a big old blanket down and look at the meteor shower that's going on and it's so beautiful. For a whole four hours we talk about our lives, what made us who we are and how we were brought together. We laugh and joke about the memories, good and bad. I always call Caren the wicked b***h of the west and Simon always laughs because he knows that I never cuss unless I'm playing around or extremely angry and with her it's both.

Simon: "I mean I wouldn't do it, if someone told me I could win a million bucks to kiss a guys infested a*s I just wouldn't... I want to teleport." I laugh so hard my stomach is in knots and I'm coughing for air. Simon looks at me innocently and asks me what I'm laughing at. Me: "How can you go from not kissing someones butt to I want to teleport?" I just continue laughing. Simon: "That WAS random huh?" Me: "Uhh yeah." I'm starting to calm down now. I feel a teardrop and I'm stoked , I want to be in the rain. Me: "You feel that?" Simon: "Yeah, lets go." Me: "No I want to stay, dance in the rain with me." Simon: "What? You're crazy." Me: "What you afraid you'll melt?"

More rain starts to come, it begins to pour like buckets of warm water directly on our bodies. Me: "Pick a song!" Simon: "What?" He yells as he's folding the blanket. Me: "Pick a song we both know by heart that we can dance to." Simon: "Uhh, Ready For Love by M.S.I." Me: "PERFECT!" I start dancing crazily, let down my hair, and start headbanging." Me: "Come on dance with me, you're missing the song." I start singing the part I'm at while grabbing him dancing and we both sing at the same time, " You don't like it so don't buy it, like you need. to. be. told. My whole sound sucks in stereo, like you care. if. it. does, you want your money back, yo listen up, NO EFFIN REFUNDS! DUUH DUUH DUHH I'M READY FOR LOVE! DUHH DUUH DUUH! I'M READY FOR LOVE!" We dance half way through the song and Simon says,"Ok ok ok lets do a slower song... uhh Down With The Sickness by Richard Cheese"

Now I know it's really by Disturbed but if you've never watched Dawn of the Dead then you'll never get it so I suggest you to... go listen to it. We dance, old fashionably until we get to the louder part and I start swinging my hips hard enough to break your grandmas hip just by looking at me. We laugh some more and I request one more song, Enter One by Sol Seppy.

We slowly dance together, very close. I love how I'm in his arms. It's like an extended hug that will never become awkward, only better, more intimate. The rain slows down and we decide to go home. As we're back on our way, I get to a part on the sidewalk where I fall. Simon tries to catch me but I bang my right knee. Me: "Ouuch!" I say while laughing. I always find it funny when I hurt myself because it's always at the best of times, meaning, I'm at a good point in my life.

Simon picks me up and carries me home while I have the blanket and even though I'm wet and cold, I feel peaceful, great really, it's like love showed it's true glory by billions of cloud's tears, tears of joy. It's so soothing I start to fall asleep. I can feel Simon staring.