podeamThe curtain closed
Today, I attended the farewell party held by my juniors for the graduants. As I watched the video, of past performances, I caught sight of someone.
He was a very good friend, one of the best I’ve had. We’d talk about anything, and everything. We even planned to open our own theatre company in the future, working together, acting together.
As I walked home, I remembered our going through our lines together. Although we weren’t in the same plays, we helped one another, and consequently learnt all the lines for the night. Heh.
You note everything is in past tense?
Rumours started, rumours that I was gay. And that I was about to hump every male leg that passed me. It was these allegations which made my graduating year in school hell. A living hell.
Imagine the solitation.
I could go through days on end, without speaking.
What took the last straw, was the fact this friend never spoke to me again. He even quit the drama club. As our eyes met at the prom last night, he scrambled away.
And he was a great friend.
Was.
As I type this, both anger and dissapointment swell in me. I shan’t continue, but neither shall I delete the post.
I live in hope, optimistic fool that I am.
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