Thursday, February 17, 2011

Magic: The Gathering

...when everyone got out of rehearsal early except for me and the director, I was so worried that you would just leave.  I imagined how beautiful it would be for me to walk up the stairs and see you sitting there, waiting for me.   But I was certain you wouldn't be there.  And then you were.  The simple, teasing smile spread over my face wider than I thought it would.  We played Magic.  It was easy and simple, so no pressure and nerdy.  No expectations.  I could sit and listen, and you were forever patient with my constant questions.  

I don't know what this is becoming, but I do know how good it feels that you are my friend.  

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