I lived life twice

 But that's just life

I lived it twice

It's a chemical reaction.

All of it, pure chemistry.

Jon wouldn't have the energy for any of it these days. But he thought of the time back when he was 16 or 17. The time he met Jojo for the first time. Randomly the memory came to him.

It was at a church. A fun place to go to for any 16-year-old on a Saturday night in a big city.

After the service they sat next to each other. 

I'm Jojo.

Jon.

The connection was instant.

Jon was so struck by the chemical reaction, he didn't know how to get back home. 

Luckily Jojo somehow knew where he lived and took him there.

They hugged three times.

They wrote each other e-mails. Until Jojo decided to ghost him.

Two years later Jojo wrote him back. 

Jojo's sister lived in the same house as Jon, what a coincidence.

They started talking and going for walks.

Do you want to come in? Jon asked after one such walk.

I shouldn't. Said Jojo.

One time Jojo came into Jon's room anyways.

She went to lie on his bed. Jon sat next to the bed, talking about his books.

Jojo wanted to kiss him. Jon turned his head away.

It didn't feel right.

I am not good enough for you.

Jojo was very religious. She knew hebrew and ancient greek.

Jon didn't know much.

It went on and on, they had a friendship full of chemical reactions.

Until Jon got mentally ill. Jojo thought he was weak.

They got into a fight. They realized they are perhaps both reading the same book, but not on the same page.

Jon and Jojo realized, they would never be reading the book on the same pages.

So their ways parted. And their paths never crossed again.

Sometimes the ghost of Jojo would appear to Jon.

But then it would disappear again.

Not the same page, never again.