I remember that day in 7th grade Back when you were still calling yourself Cassie You were standing reserved and afraid In gym class clad in shorts and words carved in your skin That was the day I began to notice you
3 years later and we're best friends Not much has changed except that you go by Nate now, I still mess up pronouns sometimes, Your body tells the tale of a war going on for years, In that time We've become a little bit wiser, Hopefully a tad bit happier, And your cuts go a little bit deeper
I write a lot of poetry about Nick and I decided it was time I finally wrote on about my best friend, Nate. He's been through a lot but I love him so much.