All Nonfiction
- Bullying
- Books
- Academic
- Author Interviews
- Celebrity interviews
- College Articles
- College Essays
- Educator of the Year
- Heroes
- Interviews
- Memoir
- Personal Experience
- Sports
- Travel & Culture
All Opinions
- Bullying
- Current Events / Politics
- Discrimination
- Drugs / Alcohol / Smoking
- Entertainment / Celebrities
- Environment
- Love / Relationships
- Movies / Music / TV
- Pop Culture / Trends
- School / College
- Social Issues / Civics
- Spirituality / Religion
- Sports / Hobbies
All Hot Topics
- Bullying
- Community Service
- Environment
- Health
- Letters to the Editor
- Pride & Prejudice
- What Matters
- Back
Summer Guide
- Program Links
- Program Reviews
- Back
College Guide
- College Links
- College Reviews
- College Essays
- College Articles
- Back
Do you remember the first time we met?
Do you remember the first time we met?
Let me set the scene
I cried
Don’t worry you weren’t mean, there wasn’t some unseen threat
We were four and I just didn’t know you yet
But when we met I’m not exaggerating the facts, I was stopped right in my tracks
Tears midstream, lungs mid-scream heart mid-beat
It was my average day, crazy age four better off ignored greeting
I heard my mom, un-calmly shout out hi
Saw a woman coming over something hidden, clinging to her thigh
It was lunchtime my stomach was aching, it was crunch time my composure was breaking
The schoolroom was cramped, I got ramped up
To throw a fit
That would make my mother haul me out of there lickety-split
And then I saw your face
My heart started to race
I had to brace myself
Because even at four years old
your mother’s leg in a death hold
Shrinking away in fear
You were the nearest thing to perfect I’d ever seen
You were wearing all jean, jacket and pant
Face unclean yet you still managed to enchant
Our parents laughed said it must have been some sort of witchcraft
I was so dumbfounded
My feet grounded in place, confoundment all over my face
Myself, I was supposed to introduce but I couldn’t get my tongue to let loose
And when I could finally speak
I said your name instead of mine
I thought you’d call me a freak
But you just laughed
It sounded like an angel’s song
Strong yet light
Joyous in spite of the world
And when you walked away it was like someone took an ashtray to my little heart
I knew if you ever walked away again it would break apart
So, later that day
When the dismay had worn away
I took my mother aside and said one day I’m gonna get down on one knee and ask that girl to be my bride
She replied with a smile and said you better spend every day till then making sure she’ll say yes
And I guess ever since I’ve tried to to do just that
At-tempting to earn your love
So when I get down on one knee and ask you to marry me today, will you send me away or let me forever stay?
Similar Articles
JOIN THE DISCUSSION
This article has 0 comments.