terça-feira, 2 de abril de 2013

Do you remember?

Hey, do you remember me? I'm that girl who loved you like two years ago. I'm the girl who fought for you even when you wanted to be alone, all by yourself. I miss you. It' not like I want you back or anything, it's just... I miss the way we used to talk for straight hours. The way you used to say "I'll take care of you" whenever I was sad or feeling down.
I was 13 and you were almost 15 when we first met, God... We were young. And we weren't just young. We were little kids, dumb and really naive. Our first "love" never lasts forever, but to me, it' a thing that we'll never forger. I'll always remember the "Hey, do you want to be my girlfriend' or just the simple "I think I'm starting to like you".
Well, we weren't together every single day, because we couldn't, but we enjoyed every second of our time together. At least I know I did. I remember that you were that bad boy and I was just a little good girl. Looking back... looking back I think I made some diference in your life, and I know we changed each other.
Adults say thar kids don't know what real love is, well, I guess I have to agree on that. We only know what real love is after many years and when we're still living it. I mean... When we are kids or teenagers, whatever age it is we start having "relationships", we're all looking for real love. We... Everyone is looking for the strongest "we".
I remember how dumb and maybe even stupid we were. We were always picking a fight and then making up because we didn't want to stay mad at each other. Sometimes I wonder if you still laugh when you remember the past, like I do. I wonder if you still go like "That girl... I miss her" or "I wonder if she remembers what we used to have".
I remember all those lame jokes we used to tell each other to have some laugh. But I guess I still remember all the pain I felt when you left. I wish I could say it didn't changed me in any way, but I guess it did. It made me insecure, but I am able to fully trust my current boyfriend. And it also made me insecure, and that... I'm still dealing with that.
Anyways, I know somedat we'll talk again and we'll laugh, because hey, nothing else matters...

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