Almost

I met you a few summers ago, I seen you standing across the street. you were standing there with your friend and I couldn't take my eyes off of you, that was the day I met you.

 Some weeks later we went on a camping trip, we were sitting outside staring at the stars and I told you that you have beautiful eyes, but it wasn't until the next day I really looked into them and noticed that they are the most beautiful eyes I've ever fucking seen. it was past 4 am and we were laughing until our rib cages were aching and I was actually happy for once, and that's when I knew, that's when all those stupid love songs made sense, that's when I knew I was screwed, that's when I had fallen in love with you.. 

I remember vividly the way you would brush my hair out of my face and kiss me like I'm the only person you would ever lay your lips on that way. But months passed and seasons changed and you changed along with them. 

I still remember the feeling I got every time I seen you walking towards me.. We almost made it, my god almost is such a sad word. I still love you as much as I did that night at 4 am. I just want to go back and feel it all again. 

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And I still contuine to write about you...