Random Stuff

It was freshman year walking down that hallway.
I passed by the most gorgeous man that God could ever make.
He looked at me and made a face,
I looked back and ignored his concieted-self.
But deep inside, little butterflies began to build theirselves.

Months passed by, the butterflies flew away.
Then it was that very afternoon when she meet him in room 465.
He with his friends talking about some school board meet.
My heart fluttered and I blushed.
He stared at me as if he's never been there before.
That was the time I fell in love for the very first time.
He took my precious little innocent heart away.

It didn't take long before he asked me the question.
"Hey" he said that one cold morning.
"I was thinking and I've came to realize" he paused.
I waited in confusion. "What is he talking about?" I asked myself.
"That I really like you and I was wondering if you would like to go out with me."
I paused, thinking, "What did he just ask me?"
I laughed.

One day I ask him, kiss me in the rain.
He looked up at the sky and replied,
"Baby don't you worry. Whether it's sunnin` or windin`,
cloudy or rainin`, I'll kiss you through anything."
I smiled.
My heart settled down beginning to trust him in every little thing he did.
But I didn't know that every little step he took away from me,
could only mean and bring me pain I couldn't imagine.

A year passed by, my trust grew greater and greater.
But his need and want to finding someone else became more and more diseriable.
One day he confessed and said,
"Hey" like he didn't even know my name.
"We gottah talk" I replied "okay" waiting for some good news.
Instead he tore me down, ripped my precious innocent heart into pieces.
"It's best if we're just friends."

Many months passed by,
and I took a walk down that freshman year hall way.
My heart rose and sang the song of memories I shared with the most gorgeous man God could ever make.
A tear ran down my face.
Shattered, I walked away never wanting to be reminded of that place.

Exactly two months later, I saw him arm in arm with another girl.
They kissed, hugged, stepped in the same spot he and I use to take.
He held that other girl in his laps and told her stories he use to tell me.
My heart screamed out for help.
Grasps for any helping hand that could pull me out of that puddle of love.
But instead, people watched me drown.

Their love didn't last either.
She left him and walked away like nothing happened.
His heart was tore, ripped into pieces. He cried.
She told him, "It's best if we're just friends."

Despite the bad things that he's done to hurt me,
I walked back ignoring the painful memories he's brought.
I led a helping hand.
I asked him, "Remember when I asked you, kiss me in the rain."
He nodded.
Yes I do, I said, "Baby, don't you worry. Whether it's sunnin` or windin`,
cloudy or rainin`, I'll kiss you through anything."