he was tossing a baseball with his friends when he saw her.
she was riding the yellow bicycle down 1st avenue,
as she passed his house, a thin string linked the two together.
every day she would pass his house, the string became stronger.
the first day she stopped in his driveway, he was dumbfounded.
her soft, blond hair was pinned back with a small headband, but one strand happened to escape the confinement to frame her slender face.
she was the definition of grace, her slacks hugging to her slim figure in the most delicate way.
the string never seemed so robust as she neared his front door.
they spent that day together, in a comfortable and slightly stiff silence, led zeppelin playing faintly in the background.
in slow motion, he watched as she tucked the piece of hair behind her ear nervously. she caught him watching, her cheeks burning and a grin creeping onto her face.

and in that moment, he vowed she would be his forever.

Not a day goes by that i don't think about you,
Think about us,
Knowing how we thought our thoughts were true

Now wishing i could find that trust
Everything we had
Everything we were

Everything we weren't
You treated me like crap
But i loved you,

Wish you could see that still
You were my only,
My trooper,
My lover.

Now we can't even have a chat
Without lashing out at one another
You ****** with my brother (not a real brother, my best friend)
Now we can't even speak
Without lashing out at one another.

i used to dream of someone like you,
wavy brown hair and eyes speckled blue.

someone who can admire my laugh and my crooked smile,
and when i'm scared, stay with me for a while.

i saw you from a distance and knew it was you,
the man from my dreams, i was affixed like glue.

you are breathtakingly perfect with all of your flaws,
you're dreamy and captivating; never failing to leave me in awe.

you are mine now and it's unbelievably true,
that someone like me could be with someone like you.