Sometimes I think I’m better at just writing things down and sending them, then saying them out loud. Sometimes it’s the other way around. I can be good in either situation.

I remembered being at college. I saw this girl there who I had kind of fallen for straight away. There were a lot of hot girls at college but I was distracted by this one’s use of bright, solid colour, laid back demeanour and seemingly total lack of care for whatever was going on around her.

Anyway, she noticed that I’d noticed her and actually talked to me first but I didn’t really say what I meant at the time. But I did tell her that I’d write it out and that might explain it better. I wonder sometimes what I did with the lyrics. I wrote in rhyme form, or perhaps a poetic collective, what I thought of when I first saw her, and how it captivated me. I even managed to fit my number in between the lines in a witty way, as far as I can remember.

She didn’t really talk about it. But I’d tried.

A month or so later, during the school holidays time, I was out of London and I got a text around 11… I got another text a short while later from another number. These two kept bantering with me back and forth for days - her and her best friend, but never letting me work out who was who. Eventually we started spending time together.

Eventually I got to see whether or not we would be compatible. I introduced her to new friends, listened to her problems and got thrown into the guy friend area that I didn’t care much for. “I don’t need anymore just good friends” Mike Errico. I hadn’t wanted a friendship. Or more, just a friendship.

And yet it seems to be one of those grounds I permanently receive. So now I accept it graciously and enjoy having more friends that I can one day build an army with.