love story;

We would start out as close friends....
and of course, that would take a while, but I feel like we're already there. It didn't take long, but now I would start wanting more.
And I do.
Your sweet eyes would constantly tell me the naked truth; that it wasn't just me that was going crazy.

We would be walking down the gravel road with our familys' legacies to each side of us, and you would grab my hands, pull me into a warm embrace and tell me that you loved me.
And for once, you wouldn't be joking, you wouldn't be smiling. You would be more serious than I'd ever seen you before.
That's where our love story would begin.
We would become inseperable, and we would have an amazing summer in which we would do nothing but play together all day, every day. We would go to the lake and jump off the dock together, race from one side to the other on jet skiis.
Fall would come, but nothing would change between us. Football would start, and I would go to every one of your games and never miss a play. We would have eyes for only each other. The leaves would start falling, and you'd take me with you and your family to the college games...we would laugh and gorge ourselves on nachos and pizza. Finally, one cold night, you would sweep me up in your arms effortlessly after a big win, spin me around like in the movies, and kiss my lips, softly....and cautiously hold me in your arms like you would hold a newborn baby. You would weave your fingers through my hair. It would be like every girl dreams.
As winter came, things would keep getting better. We'd cuddle up under a blanket on the couch while my mom made us cookies and hot cocoa and sneak a few quick kisses, not paying any attention to the movie playing on the TV. We would play in the snow and throw freezing cold amo at each other, but your very existence would keep me so warm that even a blizzard couldn't freeze me out. All of my very best friends would come to visit, and they would love you. I know they would, they already do.

Things would only get better as those months faded into years and we fell harder, faster. And after four years that passed by like seconds, it would be the inevitable senior year. I would take you home to meet my dad, because we knew that things weren't stopping now. Not here, not where everything had gotten so perfect. I would expect the best when I fell asleep on your shoulder as you drove me home.
My dad would crush my hopes and disapprove, and he wouldn't make it unobvious. He doesn't like country boys, he doesn't like that I wanna go to college with you, get married to you, and be with you forever. He expects better for me. How could he not see that you're the best thing that's ever happened to me? I would sob heart-wrenching sobs all night long, and you would sneak into my bedroom and rock me to sleep. But the next morning you would tell me you were going home, that my dad was right, that I needed to do better things for myself and meet a succesful lawyer or something at Harvard. You would sling your bag over your shoulder, kiss me swiftly on the cheek, and run down the stairs, out the front door to your car. I would try to chase after you, but fail...and cry out to you on the staircase saying, "Stay with me!"
After everything....it was really ending wasn't it?
You do leave the guy behind when you graduate....even if you're in love with him.

It would be graduation weekend and I would still be waiting for you--praying that by some miracle, you would show up on my front porch and run away with me, save me....but you never did.

And then, as if God Himself sent you, you would call me and say that you would meet me where the blacktop ends. The rain would be pouring, but I would run all the way, makeup smearing, mud splashing all over me. And you would be there, arms wide open....and you would tell me I looked beautiful.
And pull me into a warm embrace, and tell me you loved me as you got down on one knee....

And pulled out a ring.
"I've missed you, I want to be with you, and I love you.....that's all I really know, that's all that really matters. I talked to your dad, we'll buy you a white dress. It's a love story, baby just say yes."

And they lived happily ever after (: The End.