somebody that i used to know
this was love and it's an ache i still remember
it’s 2012 and i’m ready to dance again. life is finally on the up. i’m about to finish college, i just turned 22 and dare i say we found love in a hopeless place?
i was in court fighting a stupid ticket i’d gotten literally the day i got my brand new pepsi blue corolla for “loud noise” or whatever the actual translation of the absurd regulation is.
i’m at a red light, looking at myself in the mirror, checking out christina aguilera’s new single, your body, when blaring red and blue lights blinded me! the homophobia of it all!
i knew what i had to do: fight it so there was no need to be mad at the sad individual enforcing state rules on me.
i rehearsed the smirk i’d show him after the judge voided the ticket.
but that never happened because the pig never showed up to the hearing!
annoyed i wouldn’t get to do my best diane lockhart, yes, i’ve been watching since 2009 thankuverymuch, i went to the cafeteria for a sandwich before heading back to campus.
it was there, amongst the sugars and variants of milk of the era which, like, wow! in the caribbean these people had whole milk just sitting on a counter like it’s not 400 degrees outside and about the same in here, where i caught the most beautiful man i’d ever seen eavesdropping on the conversation i was having with mami irma about the annoyance of the day.
he let out a low soft laugh, a “hmmm”, and before i could even process the sound, his gaze had found me.