I still remember everything about you. You were goofy, crazy, and a little immature. At some points I couldnt stand to be around you. But I knew you loved me, that was for sure. You would always tell me how beautiful I looked. Even when it was the worst day I could ever imagine. No matter what, you were always right beside me. And I caused you so much pain, I never want to do that again. You were everything a girl could even dream about. You made me feel beautiful, smart, sexy, and loved. Though you didnt always say the right things. You made my heart flutter, and made me rise above. I hated the way you always put words in my mouth, and I hated the way you were always in my business. But I knew deep down, it was only because you cared. And everytime I think of you, I go into a state of bliss. I remember all your baseball games I ever watched you play. There wasnt a single player better than you. I would watch you swing, run, and score. A professional career is what I knew you wanted to pursue. I remember on the day before your birthday. You had a party, and a lot of people wre there. We had our first kiss behind your horsetrailer. From that second on I knew we were a perfect pair. I remember the day our relationship went a litter farther. It was on the 4th of July, and I was kind of scared. I didnt know how it would end up. It went along fine, a new experienced we then shared. After a while, my feelings began to fade. What I once loved about you, changed in a big way. I wanted some alone time, space for myself. All my feelings for you left me, and they traveled far away. Its been several months now and everything has come rushing back. And I dont know if youll give me another chance. Always having you beside me, is now what I lack. Because no matter what I do, I cant get the \"us\" out of my mind. I want to get back together, for you and me to be combined. Ive been wishing this for quite a while. No one knows how I truely feel. Except my diary, that I pour my heart and soul. I just hope we can get passed this whole ordeal. Maybe in the futer, we could reunite. Be happy again forever this time. Grow wrinkley and old together, but still stay in our prime.
