It was four years ago, and I remember it. It's doesn't feel as if it happened yesterday, but I instinctually recall every detail. It was a cool early autumn evening. I had made plans to go see a movie with friends.
I've never been good with people, so this was a big deal for me. I fretted over what to wear, and I remember the blue crochet top I eventually uncovered from my closet.
I didn't know you would be there until we were introduced. I remember that at first I was kind of upset, that your sister didn't tell me about someone I didn't know tagging along.
What I remember most of all, were your eyes. I felt like I wanted to capture them and never let go. I saw the stars reflected and thought I wanted them to always watch me, and stay by my side.
But now a time has come, and I need to let you go. Because you don't know what love is, and I can't afford to wait for you to understand what it truly is.
We are friends. For a brief while, you might have said we were more than that. But that time has come and gone.
