You Left

The Very Beginning

I met you in grade nine at the freshmen mingle. It was meant to get us to meet people so we weren't all lost and lonely on the first day of school.

I was hooked immediately.

You drew me in. Maybe it was your chuckle or your smile. Maybe it was your hair and the way it landed perfectly on your head. Maybe it was the way you looked at me the first time you saw me staring at you.

Maybe it was all of it.

The lights had allowed me to see all parts of your face. Your green eyes glistened slightly, and your mouth curved perfectly to form a smirk. You were talking to Michelle. She was laughing, and I turned to walk away.

That's when you ran up to me.

That's when you grabbed my arm and spun me around.

"Wait," you said, "Don't go." And you smiled again.

I lowered my head, what was I supposed to say?

"My name's Cody. Cody McMartin."

I lifted my head at this point. I could barely say my own name. But suddenly the words "Sierra Connors" exited my mouth and I felt like I couldn't breathe.

You took my breath away that night.

The next day was the first day of school.

I wore my favorite shirt and some jeans. I wore more makeup than you told me I needed.

I met you at lunch. I sat next to you. You smiled the whole lunch block.

I was falling in love with you.

How was I supposed to stop falling? I don't think I would've wanted to if I could have.

Soon enough you fell in love with me too.

You came up to me, Cody. It was May 25th, 2009.

You came to me at my locker. You spun me around. You took my hand. You kissed me.

It was my first kiss.

It was the first time I thought someone loved me.

"Sierra Connors, can I take you to formal?"

I said yes faster than I ever knew I could speak.

And so we went to formal together a week later.

You told me my blue dress matched my eyes perfectly.

You told me my blonde hair looked absolutely fantastic.

You lied that night, Cody, I see that now.