erik did not understand
the act of honesty.

he tried to coperhend it
but everytime managed to fail in new ways
each time.

he was not honest,
he always lied.
from something as small as if he stole the candy bar from the freezer
down to how he (just) didn't wanted to die
he didn't understand how he could ever be honest
or find someone who could show honesty to him.

so with the blonde haired, blue eyed boy
he was dumbfounded to see that his word was
cleaner than any other filfthy mouth.

he focused on his hands and facial movements
his feet and his brows
and nothing suggested he could ever be
lying.
he spoke calmly this time

this tuesday after lunch
he managed to calm him down
which usually was deemed impossible
by his peers;

he slipped a small slip of paper into his
dress pants pocket.

"555-785
call me!"