This is how the story went, I met this kid on accident. He was scarred and alone in life. We got along well enough and one day on the way home from home leave sitting in the back of jenny perdues minivan he kissed me. That was it. We found out everything about each other. He was practically an orphan whose mother had died the summer before. We realized I had been sitting next to him when he got the call, but neither of us had known it at the time.
Our friendship stemmed from both basically failing math. We would sit through the class and just joke the whole time. From there we grew to be honest with each other which built trust that neither of us had known before. Through trust came fondness and fondness opened the door to unguarded love. And so began our roller coaster of a relationship. Neither of us knew how to communicate and jealousy became an issue. Our problem solving technique was to yell at each other, break up, and fix it a few hours later. Childish love. That is really the only way to describe it. After officially breaking up came graduation and parting. We had a sustain for each other, my guess is that it stemmed from pain and our prides were both hurt.
Yet every time we were in the vicinity of each other it was like a moth to the flame. We were just drawn to each other. If we weren't making out, we were having a serious conversation, or he was teaching me to skate, or we were fighting about some difference in views. No matter the out come we would text for days, sometimes weeks afterward. Since high school we have never gone a whole year with out speaking. Finally Steaven decided he needed a new start and moved to Cali. I doubt this is the end of our story, but at the moment it sure feels like it is.
This relationship is the cornerstone to the rest of my relationships. It helped to mold who I am and Steaven Edward Davis has left an impression on me that will last my entire life time.
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