It started out in the first grade,

After all the sugar cookise were frosted and made.

Not one thing seemed strange,

Not one thing needed rearranged.

Just two friends, having fun,

Laughing and playing under the sun.

I never gave it another thought,

Swimming, 4 square, and all those baseballs we caught.

Second grade followed,

Our faces were funy after all the sour stuff we swallowed.

Brain freezes and lemon heads,

All those clothes with torn threads.

Nothing seemed creepy,

At the end of the day, wewere just two friends, just really sleepy.

Third grade came along,

It was the age of super heros and being strong,

Where we wish the days would prolong.

The age of flying around in capes,

You never thought about making an escape.

Not one thing seemed eerie,

We started learning about the Scienctific Theory.

We were just two friends, joking around,

Making memories to fade into the background.

Fourth grade was next,

We started to learn all about a stories context.

The time of water splashing,

And watching all those movies about cars crashing.

The pool became a big thing,

Running then laughing after the other one was done slipping.

Just two friends playing at the park,

Laying under the stars after dark.

Fifth grade came then,

The year of finally using pen.

We hit the double digits,

We laughed at all the first graders that looked like migets.

The year had come,

We had to learn about fractions and how to find their sum.

We got through it together,

Just two friends, playing in all kinds of wheater.

It was the year that turned into a day,

Fifth grade was the year you moved away.

The sixth grade dragged on,

But we never lost our friendship bond.

We were still two friends, just a million miles away,

I remember we would count down ever day by passing day.

Summer seemed like it would never come,

We both walked around with our heads hung.

With each minute that went by,

You were that much closer to being nearby.

That summer was crazy,

We sat around and just talked, we were so lazy.

It was like that summer I met a new you,

I was so happy to see you, that I saw right past every clue.

The time came then that phones came into view,

It seemed like that was all we did,

Just two friends, never keeping quiet when we hid.

Seventh grade started out,

We were still laughing about that epic fail dismount.

Everything was back to normal,

That giant wedding, now that was formal!

This age is weird, we've just beame teens,

All the new fashions, all the new jeans.

Skype came into play,

You laughed at everything I'd say.

I should have taken it as a sign,

How on Earth could I have been so blind?

You wanted to be more than friends,

But you were afraid of a break that not even our friendship could mend.

Christmas of seventh grade year,

We wiped away tear after tear.

We must have hugged a million times,

It was the year of that horribel crime.

You were only here less then forteen days,

I wouldn't see you again until long after May.

By the time Christmas came to an end,

We were finally more than friends.

Seventh grade year may have seems long,

Jumping on the trampliene, we discovered our song.

We skyped every day,

I fell for you in every way.

We're finally more than friends,

You promised me we'd never end.

Seventh grade's end drew near,

I can't believe you were really that sincere.

We were still more then friends,

Even if we only saw eachother on selected weekends.

You came to visit, everything was just fine,

We sat through your little sister's birthday party, she finally turned nine.

When it was done, you took my hand,

You told me we were going to a magical land.

Once we got to that enchanted place,

You pulled me tight, in that close embrace.

you kept me there,

Made me feel safe and aware.

My mind got side tracked,

And before I knew it, I was in a flashback.

That flashback was like no other,

One of those that makes you take a step back and say "oh brother".

It took be back to the first grade,

Remembering all the sugar cookies we made.

All the way back to grade number two,

Where we could do whatever we wanted to do.

The long way back to the third grade,

I'm so glad not a single memory started to fade.

The fourth grade still took long,

When it was just me and you, I felt like I actually belonged.

After four comes five,

I remember sitting there waiting for you to arrive.

Sixth grade was only last year,

That was when we took away eachother's fears.

Over the summer,

I remember us both laughing about that funny looking drummer.

Christmas time came aroud,

Our friends and family, we're surrounded.

I was taken back to tonight,

I was really feeling alright.

I can still remember how you held me tightly,

I still remember how you shook me lightly.

You moved your mouth close to my ear,

Like you were trying to make sure I was the only one able to hear.

"Don't worry babe, it'll all be okay,

There's no need to cry, It was just a birthday."

I knew your words were so soft that only I would hear,

It wasn't till that moment that I realized my eyes were filled with tears.

I moved my hand up, to wipe them away,

But you beat me to it, just like i did to you on that one Tuesday.

What happened next, anyone could guess,

You held me even tighter and said "I love you Jess".

Of course that only made me cry more,

By this rate, tomorrow my eyes would be sore.

You pulled me closer and kissed my head,

Pulled away, grabbed my hand, and off we fled.

Seventh grade was over in two months,

We were still learning about a stories' context,

And how to round fractions to the nearest millionth.

Super heros, lemon heads and swimming pools,

We never did like to follow the rules.

With seventh grade at its end,

We were no longer more than friends.