the first day we met,
it was quick as a second,
but as soon as I saw you,
I knew you were special.
to be honest,
I was nervous,
to say anything to you.
I remember in that house in california,
I saw you working on some dreads at the trash can,
your back facing me,
and I couldn't help but wonder,
"who is this girl???"
you fascinated me,
by chance I had the opportunity to introduce myself to you.
"hi, my name is Ryan, nice to meet you." I smiled because I wanted to reach out to you.
you had an ex
next thing I knew you moved upstairs faster then I could comprehend.
I didn't know what was going on, it took all my strength to hold my composure from not shaking because I thought you were beautiful.
and I also thought that it was me who did something wrong because you suddenly disappeared upstairs when I introduced myself to you lol.
I was glad you came back, hanging out in the living room.
I can't remember what I first said,
but I'll never forget that we spent nearly nine hours that night just talking and getting to know each other. I was glad it was dark so you couldn't see me blush. I was so into you. I know for a fact I'll never be able to do that with another woman. you are so special to me, even though things turned out differently. the truth is, I should of stayed with you in california, I believe if I did, things would have been different. but I screwed up big time. and now, all I want it for you to be happy, even it's not with me.