I hadn’t ever met anyone like you. I guess I had been a little sheltered. Or a little blind. You weren’t.
You opened my eyes. You made me smile. And I needed that.
I never thought I would end up with you.
In the end, I guess I didn’t.
When I picture your face now I see it in close up; pretty eyes and a crooked smile. Dated songs and cigarette smoke flood a pub that has long since faded away. Soft lips as you take hold of my face in your hands and claim the rest with your words. Words that scared me because I knew we had both said them before.
But I fell. So deeply and so completely that I forgot my fear and I grew. We grew. Together. And day by day, month after month and in to years you taught me how to become me.
And then I forgot.