by Timothy Bishop |
Some time ago, I met a girl named Beverly. It started off as an obsessive crush, and as time went on, it grew into deep caring. I have always cared about Beverly, and am happy to say that now we are very close friends. In all my 22 years of life I
have never kissed a girl. In fact, I have never even been on a real
"date." I've had my fantasies, and no
Recently, one of Beverly's friends
from several states up passed
One night, about four days after the death, we were walking downtown together with a couple others, on our way to a concert. I could tell Beverly was depressed that night, but I was reluctant to do anything physical because I am always afraid of making her feel uncomfortable. Finally after walking a couple blocks, Beverly stopped behind me and said, "Darius (my nickname), I can't take this anymore!" And she broke down into tears. At that point, I put all my fear behind me and walked up to her and took her into my arms. Immediately she grabbed onto me, and held me like I was the last thing she had left in this world. And I held her like I've never held anyone before in my life. The hug lasted about 15 or 20
seconds. Finally she let go and walked
I have so much love to give.
And every day I long so deeply to show
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