When I was a little girl,
you were a little boy.
We use to talk nonstop,
and our mommies
would joke about,
you and I getting together,
getting married,
having a baby.
Back then I didn't think of it.
You were just my best friend in the whole world.
I think of anything more.
Didn't want any more.
You were just that special boy,
who i talked to everyday,
and told everything.
But as a grew a bit older,
I noticed things that I never did.
The way your hazel eyes,
glitter in the sunlight.
The way your smile,
tend to light up your face.
The way you,
patted down your hair.
The way you laughed,
I noticed it had a beat.
The way you walked,
I noticed that you sway to the right.
The way you talk,
I noticed that your voice gets high,
when your really happy.
It gets low,
when your really mad,
or just plain sad.
I noticed that
you always crack a joke
when I'm down.
That you always
were around.
But as we grew up,
we drifted apart.
I noticed that,
I was missing you all along.
That I've been using more tissues,
I've been sobbing a lot.
Then when we were placed next to each other,
in class,
I knew that everything was the same,
we still had a talk,
still had a laugh.
You still have that secret smile,
you only use on me.
Now I'm thinking,
back when our moms,
joked about us getting together,
maybe its a possibility.
