You probably won't remember, but I remember the first time we ever talked to each other. It makes me laugh when I think about it. Only us, we could only end our first conversation with a fight. Me only a little girl, would cry myself to sleep that night, and right there and then you became the first boy I cried over. Barely 10 years old, I hope you know I'll never forget.
It might sound a bit strange to you but I remember what you wore that night. Your blonde locks falling in your eyes desperately needed to be cut. Your brown eyes hidden beneath your mess of hair. You donned a dark green state shirt that night. While you in a t-shirt and basketball shorts were as comfortable as could be, I was wearing my favorite jeans that were a bit to tight but I refused to give up. At the time they seemed special. That night would prove to be more special then any pair of jeans could ever be. Don't
you worry I'll never forget.
I think it's pretty dumb that after all these years I'd still remember the little things, the thing's that won't matter, but they have a meaning. They all lead up to you. They become who you are. The way you make me laugh, and the way you make me smile, and above all the way you make me stop to notice the small stuff. I appreciate you in my life, and I hope you never forget.
I'm rethinking this in my head, and I hope that in 10 years from now, I'll be able to understand the simplicity in life. In a way I already do though. The natural beauty of my thoughts. Appealing because they all lead back to you, and the way you make me feel at ease, like nothing in the world can stop me from doing anything. I can only dream the contemplation of you never leaves my mind, because when I think of you I smile. You will always be that someone I will never forget.
