Reminisce...

2012 isn't going so bad after all, apart from the fact that my bestie and I fell out, can't complain much.
I was in my room watching the movie- I don't know how she does it, when a call comes through my cell, caller ID is name-ex(no names), instinctively i get up and move to the window. Then he says, 'hi, i can see you' and waves. I wave back but rush to get my specs because i can't see that far. Sure enough it's him, my ex, asks 'nostalgic yet'? I laugh, he hangs up.
He brought back so many good memories i got a little warm and fuzzy in my insides, sure he calls from time to time, but it had been a long while since i saw him. He had moved out and now this was like his Grandma's place. I remembered the first time i saw him, i was about twelve we had just moved into this new neighbourhood and my brother and I couldn't wait to try out our bikes in the expanse fields.
I was a pretty descent rider, we used to race with my brother and i would beat him each time. It was on one of these races, (nameless) approached me. His first words were, 'Hi, you're new here yeah?' blah, blah, blah, introductions. 'Can i join you?' And as kids of course the more the merrier. Other kids joined us, it was fun, we did this everyday.
He was nice, they don't make them like him any more *sigh* He was good looking too, i remember once all of my family was in the car heading out and i saw him and i said something excitedly, my mum asked, 'That one? with the pink lips?' Looking back i think she was just being protective, she knew i liked him. He helped me carry groceries to the house, he accompanied me to the shops, we were inseparable.
Jazz bar was a hang out place we liked, now that i think about it, jazz bar was not such a bright idea for a kids hang out place, but anyways, they didn't serve beer. They sold pastries, and there was a pool table, we listened to music and ate hotdogs. He held my hand everywhere, i liked it. Back then i loved kids, on most Saturdays I'd be volunteering at Happy Life Children's home, he joined me once in a while. We'd feed the kids, play with them and help out around.
The first time he tried to kiss me was new year's, he took me to the top of a building that night held my hand, but i was too shy, didn't happen, besides i think i was thirteen then, wouldn't have known what to do. He had been brought up different, a kid with a lot of freedom and he knew a lot.
Those days when phones did not exist and the only way of communication was either face-face or through letters. He asked me if i could be his girlfriend, i could not answer him. I was the shyest of people, but i liked him because i was afraid to lose him. That night, i went to the window, called out his name and when he came out, i held out a placard that read yes. I did not know what that meant at the moment but i could tell it meant a lot to him.
From then on his family referred to me as (nameless)'s girlfriend, his aunt to this day still calls me that. We 'dated' maybe a little close to two years then I went on a trip to Tanzania and Zanzibar when i was fourteen, i had just cleared my KCPE exams. I met someone, and fell head over heels. I came back and it wasn't the same anymore with nameless, it fizzled out, soon we were strangers.
Plus we both went away to High School which did not help matters at all. We talked once once, we had both moved on, we remained friends though because that's how we had started out....as friends. 10 years and we are still friends, which is why i don't understand relationships nowadays. One time you're inseparable, the next is like you two are water and oil....I miss the old days, life and love was easy! XO