The Idea Of You

Starting Out

I'm going to start this before the sound of your voice made me cringe.

And before the memory of the color of your eyes made mine well with tears.

I'm going to start before you first kissed me and before the touch of your fingers on my cheek made me shiver.

I'm going to start at the beginning, when we were just friends sitting in a classroom talking about how we wished the people we wanted most would wanted us too.

I wouldn't have ever thought you were talking about me.