The Rarity of Falling

My life was primarily about surviving and hockey.
Not girls.
But then again, Ava wasn’t girls.
She was only one.
One girl with eyes the color of sweetness and a personality that spun the same.

My life was about school and my friends.
Not boys.
But then again, Bishop wasn’t just any boy.
He was my solid ground.
When forcing out smiles and hiding secrets is no longer possible, Bishop’s the unlikely force there to steady me.

She wasn’t supposed to uproot my life.
I wasn’t supposed to like it.

He wasn’t supposed to be my strength.
I wasn’t supposed to need any.

It’s rare when opposites attract.
He’s quiet and broody.
I’m outgoing and bubbly.
But when we come together, we fall.

Over and over again.

And nothing is ever the same…