Saturday, July 12, 2014

Remember when...

I saw you again for the first time that senior year in HS looking buff and different? That time you saw me enter that english class and smiled? "You're in this class, it won't be as boring anymore." That day you told me everything about your flaws, or the day you told me about your dad. Remember when you used to ditch your class becauuse you didn't care and walked with me around campus to give out passes? How about those days we'd hangout with our friend after class everyday to either eat-out, go to the gym, or just go to places. How about those chill days watching that one scary movie afterschool because it was so boring we can't take watching it in one sitting? How about that day I helped you with laundry but ended up watching a movie on netflix cos who likes doing the laundry anyways. That day you first met my parents just because you were bored at home and wanted to hangout. And that same day when my mom let us try to drink wine just cos. How about the day we went to eat at Red Robin for the first time because I've never tried it before. And went to the movie theater before picking up my sister at school. Remember when that Army Recruiter talked to us about joining the Military and you were so interested that we had to go there to take the exam? You enlisted. How about that day we went to the zoo twice, one was because we didn't feel like going to the state fair, and the other was cos you went with me to school just cos. That same day we ate a thai restaurant because you know how much I love it. On my 19th birthday, you picked me up and drove me to school, went to buy groceries for what you're making me after class, and went back to pick me up not knowing you had a giraffe stuffed toy and roses buckled up in the passenger seat. That same day when we ate with your parents and your dad said, "He's never cooked us a meal before." I felt so special that I was the reason why you did. How about on your 19th birthday, we went on a picnic, and I made you fettucine because you love that, and that horrible cake that your stepmom came to love no matter ugly it looked like. Jow about your last week until you left for BT and you woke up early every morning to pick me up and drop me off to school and you'd wait in your car while I'm in class? I thought it was sweet simce you dont ever wake up early for anybody. And how about that day we went to Red Robin for the last time and swore not to go eat there again until you get back from the Army? Your last day that you spent with me and our friend, and your last meal at Bjs and how you looked so sad that whole day, while I was trying to pretend everything's going to be alright. And remember when we had that last hug for a long time, our final goodbye til we see each other again. And the first week that you were gone, I don't think you would ever know how broken I was. How broken I felt. There are so many memories, much more than what I wrote down. Those memories will stay with me forever. I hope you're happy where you are. I hope you are.