When I met you in kindergarten, I don't think I ever thought that youd become so important.
But when you would show up on the first day of school every year, Id stop crying for my mom and dad.
Seeing you made my mind quiet, and it was the first time I felt love for someone who wasn't my family.
I still didn't know how important you were.
When I watched the other girls and boys at school turn their heads and whisper as you walked through the hall
I realized I never knew rage until I met you.
When we went to summer camp when we were ten, and I spent all day annoying you for fun; only to play the victim when you finally got mad.
I was such a little asshole.
But you forgave me quickly, every. single. time.
I realized I never knew what Unconditional meant until I met you.
When we would spend our sleepovers prank calling the kids from our school, laughing so hard it hurt.
or prank calling the jewelry channel until they threatened to call the cops, and I cried so hard it hurt.
I still don't think I really knew.
When we would sneak into town, only to run back to your house before being caught.
When we would ice skate on the frozen ponds behind your house and sneak out to the soccer field.
When I watched you turn to stone as your parents fought and yelled obscenities throughout the night; and my heart ached so badly I wanted to rip it out.
I thought I knew.
But the day that you were gone, only to be heard through the speaker of my flip phone; I felt like the world was completely dark.
I imagined you skating on the ponds and running back from town.
prank calling everyone in town.
sitting on the bus, sitting in your room, walking down the hallway
all with another girl.
and finally, I knew.
