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i took off my pinky the ring alexander gave to me a long time ago. i've never taken it off before.
and put on a string bracelet with a golden bee jarr gave me for christmas.
'does that mean it became meaningless?', jared asked suspiciously.
'nope. that means it's not a part of my present. and i'm keeping it real', i replied.
'can i ask you something?', jared said then.
i nodded.
'didn't you ever feel that this alexander part of your life is too big? no offence, i'm really interested', he added.
'i guess i thought of that when i was asked my phone number once and started to tell his number insted of mine without a second thought', i smiled, 'but i found it nice'.
'huge', he whistled.
'why?', i asked.
'i once loved a girl', jarr smirked and added, 'i guess. and i wanted to propose to her and live happily together until death do us part. but then i started to notice all the bad things about us - about her. at least i wanted to convince myself that it was all bad and wrong. and i succeeded, you know, i'm gifted. and that was it. i moved to boston without her'.
'you still love her?', i was surprised.
'no. the story wouldn't be so touching, love. definitely not', he smiled and the smile was real, with no trace of sadness, 'but i wonder. who of the two of us - you and me - is normal. you with your nostalgia or me with no regrets and strings attached'.
'sometimes i envy you', i said.
'i can't say the same. but it's interesting in your head', he pointed at me.
'romantic silly stuff, it's very common, you can google it', i shook my head.
'but you're normal! i mean you see things, you can ratiocinate, you're a smart kid. and yet', he shrugged his shoulders.
'maybe we'll learn something from each other', i suggested.
'i doubt that. but it might blow your minds away', he corrected.
'i don't mind', i smiled.
'neither do i', ne smiled back.
and put on a string bracelet with a golden bee jarr gave me for christmas.
'does that mean it became meaningless?', jared asked suspiciously.
'nope. that means it's not a part of my present. and i'm keeping it real', i replied.
'can i ask you something?', jared said then.
i nodded.
'didn't you ever feel that this alexander part of your life is too big? no offence, i'm really interested', he added.
'i guess i thought of that when i was asked my phone number once and started to tell his number insted of mine without a second thought', i smiled, 'but i found it nice'.
'huge', he whistled.
'why?', i asked.
'i once loved a girl', jarr smirked and added, 'i guess. and i wanted to propose to her and live happily together until death do us part. but then i started to notice all the bad things about us - about her. at least i wanted to convince myself that it was all bad and wrong. and i succeeded, you know, i'm gifted. and that was it. i moved to boston without her'.
'you still love her?', i was surprised.
'no. the story wouldn't be so touching, love. definitely not', he smiled and the smile was real, with no trace of sadness, 'but i wonder. who of the two of us - you and me - is normal. you with your nostalgia or me with no regrets and strings attached'.
'sometimes i envy you', i said.
'i can't say the same. but it's interesting in your head', he pointed at me.
'romantic silly stuff, it's very common, you can google it', i shook my head.
'but you're normal! i mean you see things, you can ratiocinate, you're a smart kid. and yet', he shrugged his shoulders.
'maybe we'll learn something from each other', i suggested.
'i doubt that. but it might blow your minds away', he corrected.
'i don't mind', i smiled.
'neither do i', ne smiled back.