And just for thought...
You used to sit next to me,
pulling on your hair when you didn't want me to see through you.
We played the same tricks.
I would cross my arms while you kept your head down
but we both made better windows then doors.
Sometimes I would stare at you when you didn't notice.
You made me laugh.
There were so many things about you that made me melt
but I never told you any of them.
I wish I would have leaned into you more when your hand rested on the small of my back
or kissed youthful lips more often for no reason at all.
Truth is I did not miss you until years after you were gone.
You would sit next to me,
complaining about everything you possibly could.
I listened like I always did, secretly on baited breath but I never told you that.
You told me so many wonderful things in so few words.
I wish I would have whispered the things that were in my head more often
or held on a little bit longer to the hand you always had ready for me.
They say we never forget our first love.
I guess, in a way, you'll always be sitting next to me.
At the end of the day, I'm just a girl who has been in love with writing her entire life. I am full of quirks, anxieties, fears, joys, laughter. And all I have wanted to do was give the world a smile.