I can still remember that one night we laid on the side walk as it rained. I remember how my heart started beating really fast when you scooted closer and our arms touched. I remember how your lips were chapped and your mouth was dry. I remember the way you hugged me that night and how happy we were at that party. We sat in the corner, arm to arm and talked as if no one else was there. I remember showing you Hurt by nine inch nails and how you told me you liked Johnny Cash's cover better. I remember the passion in your eyes when you were explaining why. I remember the nervous laugh followed by a "sorry" and the crooked smile that all went together as if it were some sort of recipe to make my heart speed up. I remember the song you used to tell me you'd sing to me and I remember playing it in your friends garage and I remember you smiling at me as if you were saying "this is ours"
And I'll always remember the first time you kissed me because your mouth was dry and your lips were chapped and it was 3 in the morning and you were walking me home and I was shivering because it was winter. You stopped walking and grabbed my arm I remember how I swung around to face you and how it was like the movies. or how the only thing to light up your face was the orange streetlights. I remember how once we kissed I couldn't breathe. I thought I was being choked. you took my breath away.
I remember how I dated a few people after you I remember their lips being really soft and their mouths were never dry. I remember comparing them to you and not knowing why. Because I'm definitely over you. I remember that you told me, no matter what, I'd always have a piece of your heart. I think you're a really good liar. I hear people talk about you and I want to join the conversation and tell them stories about the funny stuff we did but then I remember that I was a secret. We were a secret. I guess it'd be dumb to tell people now. So when people ask, I pretend like I don't know what it feels like to have loved and lost.