Years from now, when we've graduated college, traveled the world, got married, and have kids of our own, if I'm not the one you share your life with, I hope you remember me.

I hope you remember me as your first real love. I hope you remember me as the one who stole your heart.

I hope you remember the nights we had. Whether it be driving around town, going to parties, hanging out at friends houses, hanging out in the barn, making out in your car, or just watching netflix and cuddling together.

I hope you remember all the things we said to each other. "I love you, I want to be with you forever, just one more kiss, I miss you, you're crazy, stay a little longer, I can't wait to see you."

I hope you remember when we would skip school to be together, when I had to hide in your closet because your mom came home, when we would listen to your music for hours, when I would make you sing to me because I love the sound of your voice, or when we would talk on the phone until the early hours of morning.

If there ever comes a day when you stop loving me, hold on to these memories. I pray to god you don't forget about me, but if you do, maybe when your favorite song comes on, or when you visit this old beat up town, you'll think of me.