tell you a story.
I remember sitting in the basement, surrounded by friends, but yet, I still felt so alone. Watching Guitar Hero was getting boring and I was about to pull out my phone, and call my mom. A tall boy in a bright red shirt walked down the stairs and sat down. I instantly wanted to get his attention. I wanted to so badly come up to you and make a conversation, but I was way too shy.
I don't even know, or remember how it happened, suddenly, you were teaching me how to play pool. I was starting to gain hope at that point. Sure I didn't think it would turn into something, but it was attention for one night, that was all I needed, one night of hope.
It was time for the bombfire. Yet again, I don't remember how it happened, I just remember ending up in the field beside her house, the field that had a red truck, some large bushes, and a trailer. We were talking, I looked in your eyes and I knew, instantly I could trust you with everything. The words "I've never been kissed" flew out of my mouth. I knew I wanted you to be the first.
I remember doing the Tango by the bushes, I remember you leaning in for a kiss. I could have sworn my heart stopped, I didn't know what to do, I honestly think you put me into shock.
We kissed more and more, I had never felt more comfortable in my own skin. You helped me be that much more self confident...
I mostly remember the best night of my life, the night that changed my life forever. The night where I found the love of my life.
We have so many firsts left, and I can't wait to experience them all.
Baby, we are unstoppable.
We are Very Much Alive

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