Have you ever had that thought?
Thinking and possibly giving in to what your thinking.
I've had that thought where I imagined myself with this guy, wondering how it would end up.
Would I be having the time of my life and maybe fall in love.
Would we end up as just friends or enemies?
When I met him at first those thoughts never occurred to me. I was a shy art student who paid more attention to my school work then anything else. I didn't know much about him, was he smart? trouble? kind?
He was a senior, I was a sophomore. We were just class mates that had a swim class together.
After the first couple weeks of getting to know each other and others of the class, we all became friends. Honestly class would be both boring and fun, we all looked forward to the last fifteen minutes of class, where we'd all hang out at the deep end of the pool. There were times when we'd all compete against each other, until our two friends became a couple. Soon the deep end was a place where me and him could be found splashing around. He'd show off his sinkable talent while I had none in me. I began to notice I liked this guy. He was funny, kind, and had a smile that made me shy away from his gaze.
As the semester was ending so was his high school years, he had decided to fast track and graduate early. Sadly we didn't see much of each other, but it wasn't long till he came to visit the school, or I guess you can say; his girlfriend. Jealousy was not a feeling I had felt before, at least not over a guy. He shows up to the school walking down the hall towards me and says hi, walks past me and hugs his girlfriend. I felt kind of bad because I really liked him, but luckily for me it seemed to not have lasted that long. A couple days before graduation; friends of ours set up a plan to meet up at the pool. He had been texting me before this date and I was happy when I would receive text messages; but now I'd be able to hang out with him for this one day. My heart started to race as the time to meet up came closer. I wanted to be myself but for some reason I couldn't. Many times before he had seen me in my bathing suit, now all I wanted to do was cover up. As the "get together" ended, my heart started to sink; nothing happened, we were still just friends. It didn't help that even when were hanging out, I just felt like a kid, still juvenile; it was making things clear we would only be friends.
Graduation approached, it was my last chance. My last chance to tell him all the feeling I have been feeling for him, that I would like him to know if we never see each other again, if he moves or goes to college. "I think I might like you more than a friend" something such as this crossed my mind, how would I tell him I want to be his. Rejection had also crossed my mind, had me thinking about backing out and leaving these thing unsaid. Telling him is the only chance I have if I want to know if he feels the same way.
Graduates could be found on the front lawn of the school, I was making my way out to say good luck to all my friends who have graduated. He was the first friend I wanted to see, and there he was. I was standing by our school's mascot statue, searching for him. He walked towards me, everything seemed to stop. Everyone seemed to blur and it was just us, then he hugged me. It was like being in one of the Disney movies, time stops, hair is flying in the air perfectly, in his arms for what felt longer than 30 seconds; he was my Disney movie. It was my turn to say something, but the words never came out, never came to his attention. He don't know how I felt at the time, but I always remember my fun exciting time of the first semester of my sophomore year.
He was my friend, I'll never forget the hug or the joy that he brought to me. I will never forget him, or his black hat and tshirt that I remember him wearing. I'm his native mermaid; as he says, and he is My Merman.
