Love is a bitch sometimes. I’ve known that for a while. I know that some of this doesn’t make sense, but I’ve written to you so many times.
I never had the balls or opportunity to give you any of them though so here it goes…. I fell in love with you a month or so afterwe met. You were funny and nice to me.
You use to tell me I was pretty when no one else would. I use to cling in you every word, and wanted to do anything so you wouldn’t leave me. You were my first with so many things.
You showed me that I didn’t have to be a hundred percent innocent to still be a good person. So I let you teach me what it meant to not be a little girl anymore .
You made me want to change in the best ways. I still remember howloved I felt the first time we kissed. You held me in your arms and stared into my eyes while the movie played on in the background.
I knew you wanted to kiss me, so I closed my eyes and you. My heart skipped a beat and your arms pulled me closer. I like that memory. It makes whatwe had seem simple and innocent.
I wish sometimes that it still was, but I fell inlove with you and that changed everything.