Circa: Late 80's - Early 90's
Place: 13050 Oak Park Blvd.
We were best friends and lovers. He went away to school in Alabama while I stayed and attended college close to home. He would be gone for months but we'd talk on the phone and send letters. During school holidays or vacation he'd drive or fly back home and get in very late. On his way home usually around 2 or 3 in the morning I'd hear a few taps or stones at my window. I slid the window open and he stood there smiling. I'd jump out of bed and sneek out the front door. Sometimes, it would be a warm night and sometimes it would be freezing cold. If it was warm out we'd take a walk, if it was cold I would grab a blanket. We would wrap ourselves in it and sit on the porch and talk until the sun started to rise. I miss those nights.
