There's a thousand miles between us
as I feel your breath on my skin.
There are so many things I want to say
but I don't know how to begin.

I want to connect with you
Over the oceans and back to the truth.
I want to connect with you.

My roommate had moved out, the idea of me being gay was too foreign for his tiny brain to comprehend. I was fine with this and I much preferred being alone. Alex had mentioned something about going to a party with some of his friends last time we spoke. I trusted him but that didn't mean that I wasn't worried he was going to do something stupid. We all do stupid things, I just hoped he loved me enough to think before he acted.

"Jack, stop thinking about the negatives," I told myself.

I looked around my bare room and sighed. I missed Alex more than ever. I missed company more than ever. I grew up with siblings always being around, being alone was completely foreign to me. It wasn't a feeling that I enjoyed. I sighed, a sound now filling the empty room, and climbed into bed. There was nothing else I could think to do but sleep. There was so much I wanted to do but all of it included Alex.

If he were here we could get into a lot of trouble. I didn't have a roommate to get in the way. There would be no restriction on our actions but he wasn't here. He wasn't going to show up on my doorstep today or tomorrow. I needed to get this through my head but still I didn't want to. Still I was hoping that it would happen even though winning the lottery seemed more likely.

A knock on my door echoed throughout the room. I groaned as I got out of my bed, trudging over to the door. I opened it to a long haired brunette standing there, many bags and things in his hands.

"Hey, um, your old roommate kicked me out of my room and my roommate did too. Why do they have so much against us," he asked in a sweet voice.

"Oh, come in. I guess you're moving in," I asked.

"I guess, he gave me his key before spitting more slurs at me."

"You're gay too?"

"Yeah."

I welcomed in the brunette who happily took the open side of the room. Already he had a much nicer personality than my old roommate had. I immediately liked him more, not just because we had common ground. I wasn't sure what to do so I let him do everything and just kind of stayed out of the way. It was easier this way.

"I'm sorry, I made a mess, I swear I'm going to clean it up soon," he apologized.

"You're fine. I'm Jack, who are you," I asked.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I'm Vic."

His smile was nice, it reminded me a lot of Alex's. I didn't say anything else as he began to unpack his things into his new room. I had a feeling things were already going to be better than they had been. Maybe good things do happen to those who wait. Maybe Vic will help these next two months go by in the blink of an eye.

Notes

Oh, Jack gets a new roommate who's a lot nicer. Alex is going to a party, nothing bad could happen, right? I wouldn't do anything bad right?

So, I now have black hair that I absolutely love and a tattoo (late birthday gift) and I'm really happy. Oh, I'm in a small band too that might start playing local shows in my college town which is really exciting.

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Title Credit: Connect by Sick Puppies