But, I wish I was. It's not too late for you and your white horse to come around. I miss you. I know we haven't known each other for years, and we didn't get super duper close, but it still stings and you're still a good friend. Both of you.
"Come on, come on, don't leave me like this. I thought I had you figured out. Somethings gone terribly wrong. I'm haunted" -Taylor Swift.
Everything was going great. What happened? What made you snap? Was it me? Do you still feel the same way you did? I still remember the way you kissed, the way you laughed, the way you held me. I remember everything. Do you? The memories haunt me. Day and Night.
"I'm starting to think one day, I'll tell the story of us. How I was losing my mind when I saw you here, but you held your pride like you should have held me"-Taylor Swift.
What is with you men and your dang pride? Shouldn't us girls be more important? Don't you even care anymore? What was all that? Is this all just because of your Mission? If so, let me know. Don't let me fall all the way, before catching me.
"I got tired of waiting, wondering if you were ever coming around. My faith in you was fading.." -Taylor Swift.
I'm still getting tired of waiting, and yet, I keep waiting. I don't give up easily on something I really want. Can't you tell? I know we were both young when I first saw you, but it can still work. Don't you remember that night? The party? The "ball gowns"? Coming through the crowd to say hello? I do. It's a love story, baby just say yes.
"I was enchanted to met you. Please don't be in love with someone else, please don't have someone waiting for you" -Taylor Swift.
That was the very first page, not where the story line ends. Don't let it end. I don't want it to end. I really was enchanted to meet you, and it felt like you were as well. Don't give up on me, yet. Ill write. I promise. Just don't forget.
"I do remember the swing of your step, the life of the party, you're showing off again. How you'd kiss me when I was in the middle of saying something, theres not a day I don't miss those rude interruptions. And Ill feel you forget me like I used to feel you breathe. I never thought we'd have our last kiss. I don't know how to be something you miss.." -Taylor Swift.
I honestly don't know how to be something you miss. I don't actually know if you do miss me, or if you have forgotten all about me. I loved the way you would grab my face and just kiss me, and the way I had to stand on my tippy toes. I love how our first kiss was by a playground, under the stars, and happened because of a stupid, playful argument about a moose sound. I love the way you listened to my heartbeat and could tell I was nervous, and you let me listen to yours. I love how when I told you I had a secret and then whispered that I liked you, that you said that you had a secret as well, and then you kissed me. I love how you would push me on the swings, play "The ground is lava" with me, play on the playground with me, and run through the sprinklers with me like children. I love how you love the stars as much as I do, and we would just lay there and stare at the stars in the silent, making wishes on every shooting star. I haven't seen a shooting star since. I love how when we first hung out, we went to "our" playground and just sat and talked for hours about everything. I love how after our first kiss, I ran inside, woke my roommate, Angie, up and squealed about every little thing, and then texted my Mom and all of my Best Friends. I love how I know that you must have told your Best Friends about me, and others, because they know me as "The Ruby Trainers Daughter." I love how you remember everything I told you. Even my room number. 201. I love how you helped me make dinner, and how you helped my roommates, and how you helped me with the dishes. I love how you asked me if I wanted to see your Ex girlfriend, and you showed me a picture of an adorable little girl you met at the Nahvoo pageant. I love how you have such a strong testimony of the church, and how you are going on a mission to serve our Lord. I love how I can just be myself around you. I love how I could talk in my funny accents, and you would join in. I love how you had me tell you all about my wedding that I already have planned. I love how you would teach me all the swing dance moves that you had learned, and how you were patient with my horrific dancing. I love how you think of giving random girls high fives because they have a pink Snow lanyard (even though, I'm pretty sure almost every girl at Snow has one), but you associate them with me. Because the first thing you said to me was, "Is your favorite color pink?" "No, I actually hate it."
You will never read this post, and if you do, I hope you smile. I hope I'm with you when you read it. Lets let our relationship be like a Taylor Swift song.
"Romeo save me, I've been feeling so alone, I keep waiting for you, but you never come. Is this in my head? I don't know what to think. He knelt to the ground and pulled out a ring and said, Marry me, Juliet! You'll never have to be alone. I love you and that's all I really know. I talked to your Dad, go pick out a white dress. It's a love story, baby just say yes."
Just say YES. <3
