10 YEARS



What had it been? 10 years? More?

I felt the car you were in pull up behind me, and I felt you step out. Then I turned and there you were. I played it off. You smiled and yelled my name, and a flood of emotions rushed back.

I thought I had moved on, but now I don't know if I ever will.

We sat by the fire and drank (too much) and talked like old times. In a probably-not-so-subtle way, I told you that I had always liked you and that you were my first love. You responded that you always liked me as well.

Later, I casually put my arm around you as we talked to another friend, and you placed your hand in the center of my back. For a moment, I felt so at peace. I don't know if you felt the same way, but I like to think that you did.

I've moved on in my life and my love, and I'm happy, but seeing you again was almost too much. It made me realize that, deep down inside, I'll always hold a special place for you.

It's a scary thought to know I still hold these feelings for you at this time in my life. I shouldn't feel the way that I do, but I honestly can't help it.
I would if I could.

You may never read this, but if you do, think of me.

I'll always remember you.




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