Memories

When I talked to you it felt like we were alone.
We were in our own little world.
When we talked it took a lot of effort to keep my mind strait.
You had me hanging on by strings.
The strings of your heart.
You loved so many girls but I wasn't one.
I didn't let it bother me.
I was just content knowing you knew me.
I would blush tomato red when you picked on me.
When your jokes were directed in the most playful manner at me.
And everyday I hoped you'd change your mind.
I would sit on the side.
Watching you.
I'd follow you or go in front of you when we walked.
When we were in a group I made it my job to be in yours.
and when I was as close to you as possible.
I was in love.
With you.
My perfect angel.
My ash blonde beauty.
The beauty with light crystal blue eyes.