One day in a casual conversation I was asked what I would consider the best day of my life
I couldn't answer right away
Memories poured into my head but there were gaps and holes and missing information
A week later I was driving down the road in the passenger seat, the road we took that one day, the day we started holding hands again
I found the answer
The day you picked me up from my house in your moms car and we drove to that small beach and smoked cigarettes
The day I was terrified I'd **** something up
The day we got coffee and just drove and I mostly listened to you talk
The day we went to that other beach and laid on the concrete just past the sand and you rested your head on my stomach and I played with your hair and thought about how long it's been since we last kissed
It was that day you took the long way home and you pulled over the car just past the grave yard and you gave me that look and you kissed me
It was that day that you told me it was hard for you not to hold me