Sitting on the floor crying, not knowing want to do. You tell me its not working out; maybe we should go our separate ways. Phone rings, its you. I walk in the house, slam the door replaying our argument in my head. You walk me home after our date, you saying something rude, and I overreact. You call my house asking my father if it’s okay for you to take me out. We pass notes in class back and forth, the teacher yells we giggle. We’re sitting in your car when we have our first kiss. We’re at the lake when we first hold hands. I was standing outside of school, when you asked me to be your girlfriend.
Heartbreak In Reverse
July 18, 2012