I still remember you. I remember where we first met. We were playing laser tag, remember? We were both hiding behind that sculpture that no one knew they could get behind. We talked. About everything. About how your dad abuses you. About how boyfriend cheated on you. I thought your life was so terrible compared to mine. I remember you thought my eyes were so pretty. I thought you were pretty. Just in general. Your eyes. Your nose. Your lips. Your hair. The way you smiled was amazing, as well as your voice. It was the voice of an angel. I Remember when I kissed you? You didn't even pull away, and after, you just smiled at me, and I smiled back, because right then, I instantly knew we were gonna fall in love.
I was sure to get your number. We texted day and night, all night. I called you so many times. I remember one time your dad walked in on you and hit you for talking to me. I blamed myself for so long. I still do. I remember how nervous I was when I asked you on a date for the first time. I was just as nervous on the date. Do you remember where we went? I took you to play paintball with me. It was so much fun. We weren't even focused on shooting anyone else, just each other. You were so adorable with your giggle and the how angry you got at me when I got it in your hair, but then you just laughed. We laughed together, we did everything together. I let you stay at my house that night. You kicked me out of my bed, remember? You made me sleep on the couch, you said that you would get too carried away if I slept in the same bed as you. I just smiled and got a blanket and a pillow, doing exactly as you said. I always did. I came into check on you later, you were so beautiful as you slept, so quiet and peaceful, I couldn't help but stare.
Your dad hurt you the morning you came home. I heard the screaming and the crying, I was so tempted to go in or call the police, but I remember you telling me not to after you got hit for talking to me. I didn't wanna make you angry at me, I just wanted you to be safe. I ended up calling the police, they didn't really do anything. You were so angry at me. You wouldn't answer my calls, or my texts. I just sat there, calling you, over and over. I left you so many voicemails. Eventually you answered and told me to fuck off. I remember crying myself to sleep that night. If you only knew how lonely I was without you. The next day, I drove up to your house, I watched, and waited for your dad to leave. I ran up to your door, knocking on it as hard as I could. You answered and i just took you in my arms and kissed you. You pulled away that time, and I just looked down, feeling terrible. You sighed and hugged me tight, telling me you missed me, I smiled and kissed your forehead. I just wanted to feel your lips, pressed against mine, forgetting the entire world. Just you, me, and the butterflies in my stomach.
