funny how

One person, one face can make my heart spin into a crazy spiral. And when i drive by your street, i can't help but look down, maybe to just see you. I can't help but think about you now, as i hear this stupid comedians voice, i just hear your laugh as we sit in that theatre. Watching you watch him, you watching me, i remember you holding my hand, and sneaking me kisses after each giggle. I remember your brother getting in trouble for trying to tape the show, and your mom being mad that they tried taking his memory card. I remember you sitting me in the middle because you didn't want me to sit next to someone you didn't know, and you giving me that stupid camoflauge jacket when i started to shiver. I can remember what i was wearing, a pink thermal, my hair in a pony tail, and you; you, you, you in those cargo pants and a witty tee. That hair always whisping in front of your beautiful green eyes. Those eyes that i truely believed had sparkles in them. And that smile, that beautiful crooked bottom toothed smile. I have dreams about that smile, you walking up to me,telling me your sorry, then you flash that smile that makes me wake up in a sweat because I wanted it to be real, and i didn't want to wake up. You know, i really am over you, but i know if you were around, i wouldn't be. Maybe its that saying that true love never dies, and if that's the case then ill never be able to watch this stupid show again, and ill never be able to listen to aother Nickleback song without hearing your voice singing in my ear, and seeing you almost feeling you holding me dancing. There's so many things that when that happens, i just close my eyes and try to forget. I try to forget every word and every sound and every touch that i ever consumed of you. Every kiss and every text and every tear will stay in that part of my mind that i have learned to block off. It will stay there, sit there and wait until a moment comes where it wants to remind me of who you were, who i was, and what i miss.