You know, I haven't spent much time with you lately, maybe a few times here and there in the last year. But I got to spend some time with you today, and damn, have I missed you. Did you know that? I can still remember the endless hours we'd spend together, just me and you until the lights would go down. I'd spend so much time with you that my parents would get worried about where I was, and I'd call to let them know I was with you, and they'd say it was all OK.
I remember when we first started out, and I was shy at first, because that's just how I am I guess. Other guys would be able to steal you away from me pretty easily, and there I stood, thinking I was a failure. But then we spent more time together and I became more comfortable. I got better too, and you would stick with me from one end to the other, and then back. Sometimes I wanted to take things slow, and other times I wanted to take things to another level, and you were more than willing.
Remember when that one punk, who thought he was all that, tried to steal you away from me? Yeah i know you do. He had that smug, overconfident look on his face, but when he came in for the swoop, I put you right behind my back and together, we passed right by him. Later that day when we saw him again, he knew to back off of us. Haha. He knew better after that.
I remember when we would spend hours in our backyard, talking, laughing, and working together. And you know what else I miss? That feeling you give me when I let you go, and I know you're going down, I'd smirk a little, knowing that you're going to come right back to me so we can do it again.
I'll always love and appreciate the different side of Jeff Carillo that you bring out, a side that anybody rarely sees. My loud, boisterous, passionate, and confident, sometimes cocky, persona just naturally comes out when I know I'm with you. It's like I'm the same old me . . . but . . . with the volume turned . . . WAY . . . UP!
And in the last year or so, I think I've lost that freedom, that expression I get when I'm with you. But it's OK, I know we'll be hanging out more very soon. I know that because of the time we spent today, I'll be seeing you all my life. So until the next time we meet, I'll always have our memories together, and I'll keep missing you, basketball.
Thursday, March 5, 2009
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LOVE IT!
ReplyDeleteDITTO to what Holly said.
ReplyDeleteNow I'm inspired to write one!
When i first started reading i kew it was about basketball.... go Jeff
ReplyDeleteamazing, jeff!
ReplyDeleteThis is really good!
ReplyDeleteI identify with this too much. Curse you, Jefferton.
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