AN: I went to Lucedale today with my mom for a car show. And on the way to and from, I was listening to 7 Years by Luke Graham. It's a terrific song and I was inspired to write this. Hope it's okay and, as always, please enjoy. And review. I love the reviews I get. They make me all happy and warm and fuzzy inside. ^.^
I'm 7 years old. There's a new kid moving in across the street from us. He's so little. And pale. Why does have he have a sock on his head? "Kevin, darling," my mommy says, "why don't you go over and see if he wants to play?" "Ok!" I run outside and across the street. I run up to the pale kid. "Hey! My name is Kevin! Want to be friends?" He looks startled but happy. I like that he's happy. "Greetings. I am Eddward, with two D's but you may call me Double Dee!" He holds out his hand, why would he do that? I take it anyway. This makes me happy. We're friends.
We're 11 years old. He's friends with the other Ed's. The two who share his name. I hate the shorter one. He's ruining my friendship with Dee. Why can't he just leave us alone? He's always pulling Dee away for some stupid scam. Scams that never work and I pound him into the dirt. But Dee always chastises me. I like when he chastises me about it. I like getting attention from him.
We're 20 years old and we're in college now. He's studying to be a bioengineer. I'm studying to be a P.E. Teacher. We have separate dorms but we meet up every Friday. Today is Friday. I'm going to tell him how I feel about him. That I've loved him for all our lives together. It's a story I hope we can share. All the songs sing about it.
It's Friday night. "Dee..." "Yes Kevin?" He looks at me with those eyes. The blue eyes I had fallen into all those years ago. I can't help myself. I kiss him. Our lips are colliding together and tongues are clashing. I can feel my heart beat quicken. He pulls away first. "K-Kevin. I...I love you." He says it first. And my heart soars. "I love you too, Dee."
We're 30 years old. And we love each other just as much as we did then. His parents don't come around. Even with the new baby. That's okay though. Ma says it's more for her. She's a terrific grandmother. Then again, she's done this four times before.
In 10 years we've succeeded in everything we ever dreamt up together. Dee is a famous bioengineer. The brightest mind of our age. He's been offered a lot of positions. Some in far away places, but he won't go. He says he doesn't want to put our children through what he went through. Having an absent parent changes your mindset on things.
I teach at the local high school. Doesn't pay nearly as much as Dee's job, but I'm content.
We're 60 years old. The kids are grown, have tots of their own. I've retired from the high school. Dee retired four years ago. He spends most of his days in his lab that we built in the basement. The kids come in to visit and he spoils the grandkids. His parents never wanted to reconnect. Shame really; their son is a terrific father and even better grandfather. Still as sexy as he was then. And I still love him like I did then. I hope we have a lot more years together.
When I was 7 years old...I fell for a boy with sea blue eyes and a gap in his smile.