They say you never forget your first love.
It was high school.
You looked at me and I was done for.

You drove me to Wal-Mart in your truck.
It was late.
We tried on Halloween masks.
I was 16.
You held my hand on the way home.
We smoked cigarettes.

I thought, "this is what love feels like."

Over ten years later, and I still love you.