I met him twice.
one time I saw him and I noticed his curly hair.
really big and wild hair.
I really wanted him but it was just the wrong time.
I had to go through tough times and be the wrong girl.
I was the wrong girl.
I wasn't the best girl.
I wasn't the best person.
I was a ****** person.
Then I saved a seat for him one day in class hoping he would sit next to me again like he did before.
He sat there.
I felt my heart burst out of my chest.
I felt the butterflies in my stomach.
I felt myself going crazy.
I was always calm.
I was still a ****** girl.
still a ****** person.
still so ******.
but I knew I wanted him.
I wanted him more than I wanted anything.
I really wanted him.
so everyday I was excited to go to school.
to go to class.
to see his face.
to hear his voice.
to be in his presence.
days went by and my like for him grew.
I believed he would never take me serious.
why would he?
why?
but he stuck around.
never asked me for anything.
treated me with the most respect.
& he was the first.
he was the first to respect me.
he taught me so many things.
taught me how to love.
taught me how to respect myself.
taught me how to be a woman.
he made me into who I am today.
I'm just so glad that I went from a ****** girl who hated myself into a girl who loves herself.
he's the only one I can thank for everything.