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    Wednesday
    Aug182010

    Conversation, For Two

    Do you remember that time at Broderick Park?
    When?
    You don't remember?
    No. Should I?
    How?
    What?
    How do you not remember? It was last year.
    I just don't.
    Why?
    What?
    Why don't you remember? How?
    I can't remember everything.
    Don't you want to remember?
    Of course.
    Can I tell you?
    Of course.
    I can't believe you don't remember. It's getting worse.
    Tell me. Tell me so I'll remember.
    Okay.
    I'll never forget.
    Never?
    Ever again.
    Promise?
    Yes.
    I love you.
    I know.
    Is it hard to remember?
    Sometimes.
    I'm sorry.
    I know.
    I don't want you to forget.
    I know.
    I'm scared.
    Don't be. Tell me.
    Tell you what?
    About… where were we?
    Broderick Park.
    Tell me. It's getting late.
    I know.
    Then tell me.
    You could be everywhere so soon. It doesn't matter.
    It does. I wanna be right here, right now.
    Okay.
    Okay.
    ...that was a little lame.
    Shut up!
    I love that smile.
    Even with these crooked teeth.
    Especially with those crooked teeth.
    Even this one?
    And that one. Those two, especially.
    I love you.
    Don't forget.
    I can't.
    Can't?
    I can't not forget.
    I know.
    I'm sorry.
    Stop it.
    I'm sorry.
    Stop!
    …sorry.
    I love that smile.
    Tell me!
    Right, right. Sorry. So--
    When was this?
    Last year. Just last year.
    What time?
    Sunset, I think.
    Season, what season?
    Autumn. It was autumn.
    Okay.
    I'm gonna miss you.
    Don't start yet.
    I already do.
    I know. I'm sor--
    Don't.
    I won't.
    I love you.
    I love you.
    I'll remember for the both of us.
    I'll never forget.
    …okay.
    I'm sleepy.
    Lay back. I'll tell you a story.
    My eyelids are heavy.
    Here, lay down.
    Tell me tomorrow. I'll remember better tomorrow.
    Tomorrow…
    I'll be here tomorrow.
    I know.
    I'll find you.
    What?
    I'll find you.
    Can I tell you tonight?
    I might fall asleep.
    That's okay. You need your sleep.
    I love you.
    I love you, too.
    Goodnight…
    It was autumn at Broderick Park…

    Reader Comments (2)

    I feel thoroughly gratified by every piece you write. Beautiful, Brandon!

    September 2, 2010 | Unregistered CommenterA

    This was great... the kind of conversation that can rarely be put into words.

    September 6, 2010 | Unregistered CommenterPapa

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