Just That Girl

She's always been one of the guys, and it's never bothered her...until she ran into the one guy from her past she hasn't wanted to shake free from.

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...I stare up at the blazing stars, opening my mouth to answer the question that's been hanging in the air for too long.

"Nothing's wrong with me...except that I'm just that girl. Every since kindergarten I've been that girl. That girl who's gonna wear high-tops to Homecoming, that girl who you never see in anything but baggy clothes, that girl who always has her hair up or tucked into a baseball cap, that girl who hangs around the guys, that girl who can throw a 52 yard touchdown pass like it's nothing, that girl who knows what goes on in the boys' locker room, that girl who can get covered head to toe in mud and not give a single fuck, that girl who would rather work at a mechanic's than a boutique, that girl who spends hours under the hood of her truck, that girl who'll saddle up and ride out in the pouring rain, that girl who will spend all day calf-roping or fixing fences then joke with the guys about who has the biggest dirt mustache, that girl who cusses, drinks, smokes, parties, that girl who's just considered one of the guys. And you know what!? It's never bothered me... well until now."

My eyes meet his, those big green eyes will be the death of me. He moves closer, and I do the same.

"It shouldn't bother you, because that girl? Is who I'm in love with and she is who I have been in love with since the very first time I laid eyes on her."

His lips meet mine and I don't have any room to think. For the first time since the incident I let myself fall, an open book for the one guy who was always it for me.