Dear Hayden,
I remember the first time
I saw you
From the glass window of my room
A red car was parked
In front of the haunted house
Which once belonged to Mrs.Wicked
she passed away
In that house
Years ago
And from that time
The kids of my age
Labelled it as "The haunted house"
A man was taking luggage
Out of the car
And a little boy of my age
Was standing beside him
He had baby brown eyes
Black hair disheveled on his forehead
He was looking
At his new Neighbourhood
with curious eyes
His gaze stopped
In my direction
our eyes met
and I
Immediately closed the curtain
I remember myself
blushing a dark shade of red
Four years passed
Like a flash of light
And my short black hair
Now reach my waist
And my black eyes look
More bright
Maybe that happens
When you reach teenage
One day I was going to the library
When someone pushed me aside
And I fell on the pavement
"Get out of my way skinny"
I heard Carter Robbins muttering
As he walked past me
I was gathering
My scattered books
when I heard
A voice
A voice I now crave to hear
"Hey!are you okay?"
I turned my head
And saw the same pair of same
baby brown eyes
looking at me with concern
I wanted to tell that 'I am fine'
But a lump formed
In my throat
and my lips quivered
He gathered all my books
And gave them to me
I was staring at him
The entire time
His black hair deshiveled
oh his forehead
like the first day
I saw him
I only managed to say
"T-Thanks"
He slightly nodded with a grin
And walked away
That was the first time
You talked to me Hayde.
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