Feb 14, 2008 20:16
hey, remember the first night we met? remember how cute we were?
i will never forget our first kiss. sitting in the front seat of your car, hiding from everyone at the party, talking, laughing kiding around. we arm wrestled, you let me win. you asked if i wanted "a prize for winning". and i just smiled. that big,half innocent, half "come get me" smile.
you leaned in close, meeting me half way. then you took that chance. you kissed me. you just leaned your head, and you kissed me. i remember thinking no way could my first kiss be that cool, no way did this boy want me. in all that he was. in all who he was.
i never told you that you were my first kiss.
and i never will.
i remember spending that night together, next to you, with you. remember when we talked for forever and a day about everything and nothing?we just talked. we just got to know each other. you asked me about my favorites, my family, what i wanted to be in life. you wanted to get to know me. you wanted me. we didnt even do anything, and you didnt even try to make me. we just kissed, and held hands and talked. we were everything i wanted to be.
and i just keep thinking maybe, i can pretend thats how good it always was. that first night. the way we talked after, how much we liked each other. when you used to call me. and want to call me. and get to know me.
maybe i can pretend you never used me. you never hurt me. you never trampled my feelings.
and maybe i can pretend you care.
i cannot blame this all on you.
oh wait, i can, because i never did anything but everything you wanted. i changed the game for you, wesley peter cobb.
you wont lose a wink of sleep over this and me.
you wont shed a tear and i cannot stop crying.
arent i too old for these? arent i to old to hurt the way i do about the things i do?
im so fragile, and young, and yeah im 17, i shouldve out grown.. but i still hurt the way a little girl does.
im still that little girl getting left by that boy.
that first boy. the boy. the heartbreak.