a girl walked up to me one day well, a young woman really she said that she had something to say and what she cried was sorry
i was shocked, surprised for what? i queried i don't remember any past transgressions so it didn't lessen my bewilderment when she smiled and said for everything
a couple years later she walked up to me again and said lets share secrets and be friends and one after another the words just flew tales of love and *** and horror too
she sat beside me as i drank in her words and similes a silent laugh kindled inside me as adults we are still little kids as i replied to her reckless bid of let's share secrets and be friends
this really did happen, and it went surprisingly well. maybe it is easier to make friends as an adult than i thought