The pair ran along the beaten dirt path that swirled through the back of the school. Well, one was running, and the other was being half-dragged, half-run behind the first, being held together by a rope.
Of course, as always there were cheers. No, not of that kind.
Never of that kind.
It was always the same-run around the school, a cheesy grin, a stubborn look completed with a blush.
Held together by a rope.
A childish smile.
A pair of soccer goals.
A vice principal's plants.
A few laughs.
A lot of running.
One Year.
The pair never running off the path.
Never understanding what might be found there.
What might be found behind the skipped ceremony.
What might be found between the ruffled hair.
What might be found after the last training session came to an end.
What might be found when they never ran off the beaten path.
Never knew what might be there to be found.
Never looked back to see.
What might be around the riverbend.
Across the soccer field.
On the other side of the school yard.
In a jungle of brothers and sisters.
Never given a chance.
To look back.
To go off the beaten path and see.
See everything there to see.
Let the sunshine reveal what darkness conceals.
Passing the tests.
Holding the bonds.
The best team.
Off the beaten path.
Let go of the ropes and.
Run.
And never look back.
Never look into the gray.
Just run.
Cherish the smiles.
Cherish the time.
Cherish the training.
Cherish the friendship.
Cherish the relationship never had.
Never realized.
Just run.
And don't look back.
Never.
Just run.
Me: Yes, another drabble. I don't know if this one even makes sense, but I thought it might be interesting to post and come what may.
This might be my last before I leave for camp, or I may turn out another. Oh and, some of these are PersonxPerson, PersonxChara, CharaxChara. Not all of these are romances-some are just bonds and friendships.
See yall's later!