The Fleeting Memories of High-school Fantasies
To be in the bleachers cheering the team on. Surrounded by the people that have defined what it is to be human. The innocence of youth and ignorance forming a yin of bliss and yang of jealousy. To be on the hill next to the field watching from a distance. Feeling the grass between your fingers and the cold breeze rush against you as the cheers ecco off the hills and rooftops. To be behind the concessions thinking about how many couples over how many centuries and places have repeated the innocence and attraction that you feel from her touch. Shadows concealing alone. Breaths intertwined , lips graze. Times up The fleeting memories of highschool Fantasies - Brendan Smith









