The memories of me and you

by izzybell   Aug 2, 2009


Up till the middle of the night
still trying to erase you from my mind
keep remembering the days we spent
together
the first time you called me baby
you asked to mack maybe
by stairs, under the trees
right here where everyone could see?
i said later and later there you were
asking again
i told you you don't even know my name
you just asked for me to hold your hand
so you followed me
and this i enjoyed
always tried to hug me
and then we'd hug constantly
hands always below my waist
flirted, blew me kisses
each time i resisted
you'd give me that smile
and we'd both stare at each other for a while
had a dream about you saying baby everything OK
some days we fight and disagree
other days you hands are all over me
i realized how strong you really were
when i watched you play all the sports
you'd always show of
for me on purpose
then there was that hectic week
you confessed to what you did
it left me shocked and heartbroken
when you were really close to leaving
was the first time i held you back
and didn't want to let go
you thought my hands were cold
so you kept them warm in yours
i helped a friend and you got mad
stopped and didn't talk
a while later i got you back
started to tell me all the things i love to hear
wanted to kiss
we'd hold each other's waists
arms around your neck
things from before were back
but for a few weeks
till schools end
left without saying goodbye
and to this day
i still wish you'd stay

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