"Those were the days." She spoke softly so that nothing could hear but the walls around her.
"I miss those days." She said to no one in particular. Patricia shut her eyes as a boy ran through her memories, and the school sprinklers. Then he put his foot on it, shooting the water at her. Very few people questioned when they showed up to stage band and hour later, soaked. Patricia and Darren were always getting into shenanigans. They spent every Wednesday together before stage band, and the adventures didn't even end when class started. Every once in a while there would be two notes slurred together that looked like a smiley face. When this did happen they would both take their focus off playing and look at each other, wondering if the other one noticed. They would laugh at the same time, knowingly.
"We both knew what the other one was thinking." She almost let herself smile at the memory, but stopped herself.
"I miss those days when we had so many of the same thoughts." But things weren't so easy anymore, things were no longer simple, Patricia and Darren no longer shared the same bond, there were now sharps in place of naturals, and flats where sharps once lied. He no longer looked at her the same way, and now neither of them notices the smiles in their music.
"I miss those days." She said to no one in particular. Patricia shut her eyes as a boy ran through her memories, and the school sprinklers. Then he put his foot on it, shooting the water at her. Very few people questioned when they showed up to stage band and hour later, soaked. Patricia and Darren were always getting into shenanigans. They spent every Wednesday together before stage band, and the adventures didn't even end when class started. Every once in a while there would be two notes slurred together that looked like a smiley face. When this did happen they would both take their focus off playing and look at each other, wondering if the other one noticed. They would laugh at the same time, knowingly.
"We both knew what the other one was thinking." She almost let herself smile at the memory, but stopped herself.
"I miss those days when we had so many of the same thoughts." But things weren't so easy anymore, things were no longer simple, Patricia and Darren no longer shared the same bond, there were now sharps in place of naturals, and flats where sharps once lied. He no longer looked at her the same way, and now neither of them notices the smiles in their music.
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