I Remember

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I remember the first time I met you. It was years ago, I was just half way through High School and I believe you we're still in middle school. The point being, I remember how we met. It was like a gathering at church for the teens group of it. It was like a party, we sat at the same table but a part. You we're with your friends and I was late to it so the only sit available was in that table. There was good music, food and a lot of fun. I even remember how the band playing asked if there was another musician at the event and I went up and played with them.

I remember how we met like it was yesterday. After that, we never really got the chance to know each other. It was always of a small talk thing and then we part ways. I remember how I used to look at you and say to myself "I will never have her, why should I even try". Oh, how wrong I was.

Who knew that after all these years, you would mean the world to me today after so long of knowing you, at least, your name. Now I know more about you and now I want to know more.

I remember...how you still drive me crazy~

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