Not everyone gets to be famous,
Not everyone gets to be known,
Not everyone will be rich,
But I swear to God I’ll show em’ .
Just you wait, I promise you wouldn’t have ever expected.
Sick and tired of waiting, so now this is my time,
Not letting anyone look passed me, I’ll have this perfected.
It was when I first meet you that my heart started to flutter. You weirdo, longboarder, blue-eyed blond hair cutie. Sure you did a few things I didn’t agree with, but do you seriously think that I gave a shit back then?
Remember me? The girl that was just a friend of a friend. Then the love of your life. Now your ex and a stranger.
Talking was our first step. Then we got clingy, sitting next to each other. Then I got mysterious. Ugh, I make flirting so obvious. Two days after … you asked me out. March 3rd, 2011. It was a thursday. Remeber that? Where the hell did that come from? You kissed me the first day. I didn’t want it to start off that way. I promised myself I would do it differently. Days pass by and I get you to open up. We talked till 4 in the morning, always coming to school the next day tired because of it. You treated me like no other. I was your princess. I loved making guys open up, especially the ones that bottle up everything. I made you say the most meaningful 3 words to me. Told me that you haven’t ever said it to anyone before. i love you. Remember that? Texting all night till I passed out. All those sweet words you said to me. Yes, I still have them. Sneaking out at 2 in the morning to teach me how to longboard. Remeber that? Giving me piggy back rides. Remember that? Holding hands. Remember that? Kissing good morning and goodbye. Remember that? Showering you in ALL those presents. PLEASE TELL ME YOU REMEMBER THAT. Meeting my parents, my family. Coming to my house everyday. Cooking with you. Looking into your eyes and knowing that you’re there for me the next day. Embarrassing me in the middle of downtown. I defiantly remember that. Talking about our future together. I remember all of it.
It started getting sketchy. My parents giving you bad vibes. I always complained to you, because every time you would say you loved me and we would get through it together. I hit a rough patch, a “who the fuck am I, why am I still on earth” patch actually. Lost and confused. You were there for all of it. Me being naggy and paranoid as shit. Our phone calls started to fade. Why? Because I didn’t want to fuck up and say something wrong, because everything I did just didn’t make you happy anymore. You didn’t need me anymore. You were my life line to happiness. I even told you. Remember? Guess you got bored of me and tired of hearing the same shit from me.
No I’m not sorry, nor do I regret anything. I absolutely thank God for giving me the experience. You were not a mistake no, but a chapter in my story. All I need to do now is move on. You will never be forgotten, remember that. I just hope I won’t be reminded of just a girl, but the girl you had so many first with and so many memories.
Remember me please.
