I remember my sister telling me "the boy you end up with is gonna be just like me, but better" and I could only giggle in agreement because we knew exactly what we wanted for one another. It was no sweat to me though, I already had it planned. I was going to settle down with a boy who's life intertwines with my own in a way where it promises stability by default, rather than requiring efforts of staying in each other's lives.
I remember everything I've accumulated over the years of desiring the perfect guy. And I remember telling everyone around me, " I wonder who's gonna be that guy that comes into my life and flips it."
Then... I remember meeting you for the first time and how our lives unraveled as each passing month stacked up on each other in memory's created. I remember not liking you, not paying much attention to you, then slowly as time would only allow... I witnessed your layers peel off; exposing your bare heart to me. I remember fighting the idea of us casually that my mind never touched the idea, until...
the confession. Until I realized you were everything I ever wanted ... and I remember when I saw you differently for the first time. I remember melting into your voice and how each thought, feeling, word of yours grew on me. I remember a lot of things in the midst of forgotten gaps. I can't forget you, In fact, I could never.
But I'm not quite sure how I'm supposed to take it when you're so clueless to all that this is and can potentially be.
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