summer of 1985, age 5 years old, the mountains of Northern Georgia, Fullerton avenue

you sit in the passenger seat of the moving truck looking at the all big houses in the new neighbourhood

when you finally arrive, house 59, you hop out and stand on the pathway just looking at the big 2 story home with your curious 5 yearold eyes, your mom and dad unpacking the boxes from the truck into the new house, your eyes set on the cute blonde hair, blue eyed boy next door playing with his toy cars on his porch steps silently, "ooh- a boy he looks my age" you think and run across the shared patch of grass towards him

you stand infront of him with a big smile, your little fingers holding the bottom of your flowery pink dress

daryl looks up at you and smiles innocently Daryl: "hi!" You: "Hi! I jus moved here!" Daryl: "that's cool! We're neighbours then! My names daryl!" You: "daryl! My names Bella!" Daryl: "wanna play with me?" he holds up one of his toy cars You: "sure!"

and from that day Daryl became your best friend

your mom left when you were 7 years old leaving you with your abusive, alcoholic, druggie dad. Daryl's mom died when he was 9 years old leaving Daryl and his older brother Merle with their abusive, alcoholic, druggie dad.

you and Daryl shared your first kiss when you were both 8 years old and have been so cute and happy together since

both you and Daryl are hated by the school and don't fit in because your both weird and different, but you both agree you don't want any other friends, just eachother, you and daryl spend all your time together because you've got no one else, but you both love it and eachother

both yours and Daryl's dad spend most their time getting drunk and high together either at the pub or at home

summer of 1995, age 15, mountains of Northern Georgia, Fullerton avenue

its summer break, Saturday 10pm, your laid in bed with Daryl under the covers in his bedroom, cuddling