I can see myself just sitting on the couch next to you. I'm working on my laptop, and you're working on writing one your lesson plans. I look over at you and smile. Thinking to myself how did I get so lucky? I think about when we met. As I turn back to my laptop, working on my own music that I'm putting together for a show at the Phillips Arena, I remember day one. We were down in the lounge of the dorm building we all were in. They were going around introducing people with this exercise. I heard the name Chris Hall. Popping my head up looking around I saw him. One of my only friends from my 7th grade year from Locust Grove. The next time we had to switch ourselves up with that exercise I stood near him. Looking up at him smiling I ask "Remember me?" Looking down at me he smiled back, wrapping his arms around me. "Of course I do." I hugged him, excited to see him again in the first time in 3 years. Even better I wasn't even expecting it. When we went to dinner that day Chris and Alex, he had came with Chris, sat together eating dinner. I remember smiling at Alex after he made me laugh. For the next week every morning I woke up I came down to that lounge greeting Alex and Chris. This was a time that I would never forget. When I actually felt happy. I knew I had an amazing friend in front of me that never let me go, and a new amazing person I didn't know I'd find myself with to this day. Until that Thursday I remember waking up everyday with a smile on my face, something that hadn't happened for a long time, if at all. That Wednesday I was talking to Alex about getting up early to go and take the optional walk around the GMC campus. I wanted to talk to him. He seemed like a person who wanted to tell me something, and I didn't know what it was. A person who wanted to have someone there. I also couldn't shake that feeling that he needed me. I didn't know why. So, I woke up that next morning, or rather my room mate, Elizabeth woke me up. I got dressed and headed down to the lounge. I saw Alex there sitting in a chair by the door waiting for me. I kinda smiled, but felt sad at the same time. Knowing that this was the last day.. That there was a possibility that I wouldn't see Alex or Chris again. But we know that wasn't a fear that I had to see come true. On this walk Alex and I stayed behind the group for the most part. He told me about Lexi, a name I was fully aware of. He also told me about his parents. After telling me about his father earlier in the week, he told me more about him. I felt a connection. I knew that he was someone that saw the world in a similar way that I did. Even earlier sometime that week, one of the few times we were able to talk alone. He said he saw my scars. One on my neck... One that I don't remember making. He brought them back up during this walk, telling me about his. He said he could see what others couldn't. And I could tell by him mentioning things about mine, even down to which arm had more, that he was telling the truth.
How could I of been so lucky to have a guy like him. Someone who is so understanding, so helpful. He has held me close when I wanted to cry. He's been there for me through thick and thin. Even through the brake up I went through, he helped me move on. Letting me know that I didn't want to loose him. I smile to myself. I also remember what I consider our first date. The 27th of September 2015. The day we got together. He came to the home, stayed for a little while, then we headed to the park. But before that we shared our first kiss on the play ground at the children home. At the park, well I don't even need to say anymore then from that point I knew something was special about him. Like he was the first one who I didn't have to worry about feeling bad about telling about Jake, or my dad. Now here I am... Sitting next to the guy I wouldn't trade anything for. I'm living my life with the one I love, doing what I love to do. I remember the day he proposed. It was a little cliché. But it was nice. We were near a lake at night under the stars. Him and I were laying there under the stars, then suddenly he stood holding a small black box. I couldn't believe that it was happening. I didn't hesitate. There we were in college, still in the one state I always said I would leave, sitting out under the stars near a lake. Something we enjoyed doing. It was no different from any other night, until he did that. I still smile remembering that night. It was the night that I knew that everything was going to be okay. Yes while it was true that ever since I had him by my side I was always told that and even believed it. But from that day on I just knew. This was my happy ending, this was who was meant to hold me, and meant to be there for me. Looking away from my computer I look back over at him. Pulling his head up to look my way he asked "What's wrong?" I smiled and grabbed his hand. "Nothing," I answered "I was just thinking about us." He kissed me gently. "I love you." He said to me. As I smiled back at him, looking into his eyes I said the words back. "I love you too."
*I wrote this because Alex had asked me to, and I thought I should post it because I haven't posted in a while and it's a nice thing I'd love to share with you guys. I hope you like it*
YOU ARE READING
Do you even know?
PoetryDoes anyone know the feeling that no one knows you? That you always put on such a good act that people can never tell if you are okay or not?