memory

Jul 26, 2004 18:44

When I was about 7 years old my cousin and his family came to visit. They lived in Tennesse and it was such a treat to have them come and stay. I was so excited to see him for the first time. I remember the first time I saw Matt. Oh, I fell in love with him. For the next week I followed him, as if I were a puppy and he had me on a leash. We played in my old plastic play house, watched movies in the old recliner, and swung on the dingy swing set...my pride and joy.

I loved my cousin. He is a lot older now, as am I. He is working on completing college and I am just beginning. Some times I wish that I were a child again and could play in plastic homes with a some smelly boy who I hardly knew but loved so uninhibitedly.

If you have never heard this before. I think you are beautiful and no matter what our past is, I love you.
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