I remember the night that I met you.
It was pouring rain, us huddled under a tree with the red and blue lights of police cars flashing in the leaves. You had come running from one side of the tree, I had come running from the other, looking for shelter from the downpour and the law. A startled look stole your face when we both stopped in front of the trunk.

I remember the lights flashing in your green eyes - such a lovely sight. Drops of rain clinging to your eyelashes and dripping from your hair, soaked and hanging down to the middle of your back. You had a light sweater clutched around you, as though it could protect you from the weather.

I remember grinning as I took in the sight of you. I think right there, right then, a switch flipped somewhere in my brain. A new synapse must have been created, or maybe it was just my pounding heart, but I thought you to be the most beautiful being in the world. Something about the curve of your lips and the glint in your eyes made me forget the rain or even the reason I had been running in the first place. Girls can do such incredible things to boys.

I remember wanting to say hello, but being far too out of breath. You must have been the same, because we stood there for a long while, leaning against the trunk of the tree, just trying to breath normally again. I kept making awkward smiles, glancing in your direction. Hard as I might try to play it cool, I couldn't stop stealing looks.

I remember falling in love with you. It was the moment that you said "Hey there," as though this was a completely normal meeting, under completely normal circumstances. You said it as though we hadn't just been sprinting away from a busted party, as though the heavens weren't coming down all around us.

With two words I fell in love, and I have fallen a little more each moment since. You are my law breaking, rule bending, social butterfly of a princess, and I wouldn't have it any other way.