An Empty Stairwell

Like a river leave all that was behind...

"The truth is my son, You have no Enemies...No one does."

I recognized you in that theatre when I looked around in that room, but did not think anything of it

...I guess a flurry of memories flew into my way, and I felt lost in betwixt and between what was flooding from the past, and the immigration of Latinos on that projection screen.

...I noticed you ran out as if you saw my aur of a ghost in the back of that room lurking into your soul, but I felt as though maybe I was the ghost you saw right through that whole time. 

I've known you've been back for a few months, and that hasn't really been an issue at all. Your memories flood my thoughts pretty frequently, and it's probably cause it's a lesson on what I do not want to end a friendship like again. I do miss those times, I can't deny that. I oft think of those things and times.

Didn't think much of anything other than to chuckle when you ducked in that car, I mean I know I am a ghost you want to avoid, but I felt sad….quite sad really. Kinda as if I was an impostor in that moment who left an ever gaping mark on someone.

Did I leave that mark? 

I guess I did afterall, 

I apologize for that cause now it floods both our minds of the good and bad, and the happy and sad...yet I try to ignore those sad ones and focus on tortilla pizzas and jamming out to Chili peppers, or dancing in a parking lot. 

I don't fear you, but in that moment, I stood on the main level and stopped in the middle of traffic….

I had an impression,….. "Hey, walk back down those stairs." I didn't think much of it cause I was going to study anyways and whammmmm…

…I called your name and you called mine, and we acted for once as if we actually existed in this world. 

A lot has changed since the last time I saw you, and I guess same with you and me...However I leaned into the floor cause I still get those shakes and try to play it off the best I can. 

I could see the curiosity and the nervousness in your aur in that moment. 

You mumble your words when youre nervous and project what you say still which is funny to think that still remains.

I guess tortillas, and dancing, and chili peppers were the first thing I thought of when I saw you on that Empty Stairwell...Speaking of chili pepper you still eat them which is hilarious cause man those things are terrible on anything other than beef. 

I guess in that empty stairwell we were both curious but guarded ourselves as if an invisible shield stood between us. 

Peaking out from behind the shield revealed our curiosity in one another's lives in those thirty minutes, and I mean I rambled on and on, so I guess you won the battle on getting more info, but it seemed as if we were back in a white classroom talking about some anatomical features of a dead dude. Yet I guess we joked more back then than anything else. 

I could see the same green eyes that read my mind and could read my shaking in that moment, and the look of curiosity trying to peel me away like a Potato? no an onion...why did i think of pototoes?

That conversation left upon my mind the realities in which we live and how different our lives had become and how much we do not know about each other. 

I guess in the flurry of emotions I thought of you ducking in that car, and avoiding me. 

I don't blame you cause I guess I was an impostor, but it did take me back to that empty stairwell three years prior in which you pushed me away. One of those sad emotions that hits every few days…..i bet you have similar ones too. 

I kinda shook in my voice and thoughts and I guess was overflowing but time ran quickly, and I am happy to hear your family was well...You can get a black car though cause I'm selling mine afterall. 

Its kinda weird how we can fear each other all for a conversation to be so happy? 

Like what were we fearing after all that time? 

Was it supposed to be that easy? Were it supposed to be that normal of a conversation in which I pictured pure blank faces and twenty different results in which I will not speak about.

I guess I'll continue to focus on those good times cause its better that way then to focus on the sad nature of the unfound failures we had. 

I mean those were quite a bit of differing things in which we prolly held guard and wanted to say in that moment.

…but truth be told I'm pretty straight forward so not accepting the last friend request kinda summed up where we were at. I'll still refer to you as an old friend, and hope that you get the law degree you dreamed of. Till then I'll be another ghost in which is seen through. An empty stairwell isn't the place I pictured after all where that would have happened. I mean where would have been better? I guess our paths crossed once more.

…one of us heading up and one of us heading down.

Thorfinn, and Gudrid were off to Vinland for vastly different reasons anyways.

"Like a river...release my soul unto the open road...I need to see the worlddddddd."

Deuces, 

Oh and as a funny reminder...Just know I watch Anime so you dated quite the weirdo and loser I guess. 

River - Anonymouz