I remember December 31st 2008 when none of us really knew what seven minutes in heaven was but we played it anyway. We held hands for seven minutes.
And I remember crying that next morning because I thought getting your first kiss was losing your virginity. I spent the next week praying.
I remember the snowball fight of January 2010 and realize that my flirting methods haven't changed much since then. (that's so sad)
I remember that breakup in front of the buses.
I remember February 2011 when we could have sworn there were no clouds above us and it was snowing anyway.
I remember summer 2011 when that kid down the street moved in and there we're too many jokes made around the ping pong table. Sting pong and love sacks.
I wish I didn't remember fall 2011. The first year of High School and I blew it.
I remember those first couple weeks in January of our sophomore year when the strong people stayed and the weak people left. Everyone wore skirts even though they probably didn't want us too.
I remember getting a prom dress and having to take it back. I blame that on me. So did everyone else.
I remember begging for forgiveness.
I remember that summer when soccer ended all too abruptly.
I remember getting the phone call that their secret was out and it was on the news.
I remember the number 27.
I remember Junior year. The halls were filled with secrets I didn't tell and eyes I tried not to meet.
And then the first weeks in January and I was the weak one that year.
I remember not getting a dress for prom of 2013.
I remember talking with her for an hour like the past never happened.
I remember August 29th and being the happiest person on earth.
I remember a couple weeks ago talking to all of them.
And then last Monday he gave me a hug and I tried not to cry because little do they know and little do they care I actually think about the past a lot and mostly I'm sorry.
