Do you remember the day we met?
It was March 17, 2006.
You were the most beautiful girl at the dance.
It was the luck of St. Patrick himself, that we met.
Remember, Bryan came up to me and said that you thought I was cute.
So, I decided, what the hell, I'll go talk to you.
We got to talking and then decided to dance.
These memories all make me smile and cry.
If I had never met you, I don't know what I would do.
I guess my life would be normal, but not quite as full.
Ever since I met you, nothing else has crossed my mind.
You were like my angel, oh so divine.
Do you remember we walked around that church and it was dark?
You held onto my arm and said you were afraid.
I held you tight even though I knew you just wanted me to hold you.
You were the cutest girl there, all mine too.
Then later that night, I decided to ask you out.
We hit it off pretty well.
We were a perfect match for each other.
I could have sworn, we would be together forever and ever.
A few months passed, and a load of memories we made.
Good and bad, but they were all the same in a way.
We hung out mostly outside your house or at church parties.
Drama between us barely coincided, lucky me!
Then all of the sudden, this guy took you away.
He took all my joy and happiness,
that I will never get to, again, say.
He broke you down and we were through.
You dumped me, and my heart stopped.
I felt like my life was over.
My body dropped.
I laid down on the floor,
and cried away my pain.
Then found my way to the knife,
that would later end my dreams.
You left me and we were over.
I didn't accept this fact until way later.
About 9 months have passed since that dreadful day.
Not a thing has changed..
You still have my heart and will forever do so.
Please, Danielle, read this.
And know I speak the truth.
