The day I almost died (and sorta fell in love too)

So I must've been about 10 years old. The routine was always this - every afternoon, I'd meet M and eS and we'd go cycling around eS' compound.

M was my best friend back then, tall (well at least by my 10 year old standards) had long, straight, black hair and was a pretty cool gal (by my 10 year old standards). She also had the coolest sticker collection. I used to go over to her place and the two of us would sit inside her roomy cupboard (well it was roomy back then) and eat cocoa pops in the dark. And talk about the New Kids On The Block. Never mind if I didn't know didley about them. She liked them and therefore so did I.

Ok, ok that's not the point.

eS was a skinny boy with sleepy eyes and a lovely smile. I didn't know it back then, but I probably harboured a humungous crush on the kid simply coz everything he did, pissed me off. (Come on..that's ALWAYS a sign that you're crushing on someone. Admit it!) He stole my ruler once and even then I let him keep it. I remember sitting next to him during an exam and our elbows bumping into one another coz I was a lefty and he was a righty. I don't remember much about what we did together, but I do remember how much I loved getting annoyed by him. (He later admitted to me that I was the first girl, back then, whose number he wrote down in his little black phone book. Chuffed! =D )

So we went cycling one afternoon. And everything was fine and dandy until eS, being the monkey that he was, decided to crash his bicycle into mine.
On Purpose.

So there I was, flying over the handlebars and thinking "I'm going to MURDER eS when this is over."
I landed on my left elbow (rather painfully, as you might have guessed), and started blacking out. M and eS rushed over to my side. M started crying (yea..not cool.) and eS ran over, scared to bits. Him and M tried to pull me up, but even in my 'blacking-out' state, I was pissed off enough to yell "eS..Don't touch me!"
I remember him saying "Don't die! Don't die!!"
(I thought it was kinda cute too actually hehe)

I blacked out, and woke up in eS's parents bedroom. I remember him peeking in (probably to check if I was still alive) and me glaring at him with annoyance.
I didn't talk to him for weeks after that.



It's weird how life turns out sometimes.

'Remembering a certain someone who got me hooked onto Incubus (and him). Remembering him telling me "We love each other. Like how one child loves another." Knowing that sometimes it'll be like it was, but mostly it won't. '

Yup that's eS. Now all grown up, eloquent, intelligent, a bit of an asshole, crazy, dirty-minded, still annoying, still sleepy-eyed, still has a lovely smile, still has a way with words and still makes me smile even when I'm annoyed with him.

I love many people, but very few hold that very very special place in my heart. He's one of them.
I don't know if we'll ever lose touch, or if he'll forget me one day or if due to some fight we absolutely stop talking.
But I do know, I'll never meet someone like him, ever.
More importantly, I know I'll never forget him (mostly because of the scar of my left elbow.)


[eS, if you're reading this, you know I can't stay mad at you. Love you. =) ]