6/22/17
i take your hand and open your palm to the sky
i trace every line with my finger
memorizing you
trying to see the future
my fingers glide up your arm and into your hair
i touch every strand
in hopes that one day you will always have a piece of you touched by me
hopefully you remember me
you remember the girl you admired from afar
you remember the girl you scooped up in your arms
you remember the girl that made a place for you in her heart
i might be your first love and i might not
but remember the girl who wanted you no matter what
