and the boy

to maybe fool himself into going but mostly to see what he was missing, the boy visited the campus he would never attend. and on that day, he would confuse a sweet little stoner chick with honey blonde hair for someone prescribed to him by destiny. they got really, really high, the boy especially, and talked all night, making out a little before bed. he tossed and turned, this boy who belonged here but not in this bed exactly, and couldn't find sleep in him. he quietly left and went for a long walk. by the time he was in front of the teashop, it was the darkest it would be before dawn, and he was a shadow. she was too, but in his heart of hearts, past all the anxieties and hesitation and general disbelief that anything good would happen to him, he knew it was her. wide eyed and very stoned, he quickly left the scene, but failed to convince himself it was a hallucination.