I walk down the hall, silently thinking of him again.
I brush shoulders with someone, only to look up and see that he's directly in front of me.
I stare into his deep brown eyes. they pierce through my heart like a sword. They see into my mind. They read my thoughts.
His brown hair, not long, not short, just right on his head. His perfectly full lips flash me a quick smile and i see them move to say "Whats up?"
All I can do is smile back and look back as that short moment ends. I knew that 50,000,000 thoughts were running through both of our heads.
I remember the way he used to tell me how beautiful I was.
He used to say how happy he was that he was with me. And how he knew it would last forever.
I think of the nights I'd dream of us talking. Just talking, simply, quietly.
Because that was all I needed.
I remember the way we hugged. The last day of school...this insanely long hug.
It was warm....and if I didn't have to, I'd never have let go.
I remember us talking until 4am one time.
And one morning from ten to four.
We flipped it to the same channel, same time.
And watched this show about haunted houses.....
I was scared to death.....and he kept saying, "It's alright. I'm here."
We shared all of our secrets. And I could've told you a story of his life if you wanted me to.
I remember comforting him when he felt like crying...
And him doing the same for me.
Not only were we, what I think of as "The Perfect Couple", but he was my best friend when no one else could be.
And after all of these things flash through my head, I just walk on to class, looking back at him as he walks away.
Think you could on after all of that?
Do you think I want to?
If you do....you thought wrong.
I love this guy.
And NO ONE can make me think differently.
1 comment:
nicee. he should get you back.
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