The Bad Boy is Now a Bad Man

The Beginning

It is so hard to forget things you remember.

I've spent my life trying but it is out my hands.

No one in my world will ever be the same as you was.

Sometimes it is just hard to explain.

But if you will leave my memory, I first must remember all.

When I saw you in my kindergarden classroom, I learned that day what it means to love.

Some believe in love at first glance, others do not believe.

Me? I'm a believer.

I saw your smile with the crook teeth and messy hair.

There was no one like you were before or after.

As we slowly grew into older bodies my lover for you only widened.

I could stretch my love around the world and wrap it back and again and it still would not be enough.

Could any thing be enough for Him?

Not in my book.

When I was sixteen I finally moved back to the town of your home.

The place I had waited years to be again.

I dated before you.

But I never loved.

Not like first time I met.

I knew getting you meant becoming your desire.

So that was my plan.

To become a dream to your eyes.

And I knew exactly what to do.

Wait until our Spanish class together and prove myself as you're equal in whit.

And when the time came, it was even more great than I imagine.