Oblivion and lemons

We had no clue of another's sadly blind avoidance of lust, and of longing. We both naturally got along in classes we shared. We had accepted one another as friends, although coming from different backgrounds. He was the product of a far right Catholic lifestyle and I had not even been baptized. My parents didn't feel it necessary for my immortal soul. They felt their apathy should not hinder me from finding religious beliefs, but they didn't want to impose any on me.

There's something to be said about that, as an aside. Apathy breeds apathy. This is why parents so often lose their children's loyalty early on. It's a lack of caring that breeds itself into learned behavior for the child.

If you plant a lemon tree, you will, inevitably, receive lemons.

But lemons are not the topic of mind. The topic of my mind was always David, and his was always me. More to come later.