I remember you so vividly. Like it was yesterday. We were young and beautiful. And I loved you. You with your gorgeous eyes that I could fall into. And the fact that you seemed to know exactly what was in my heart. You said so many good, sweet and kind things. You loved music and you shared so many wonderful songs with me. Songs that touched my soul. Just your smile would make my heart soar.
I picked you up on a wonderfully stormy evening. We hadn’t decided where to go yet so we just sort of drove around for a bit. We smoked, and drank some cheap wine. We listened to music and waxed philosophically about what the singers meant by their lyrics. We thought we were so damn smart, didn’t we? We ended up at a park just sitting in my mom’s New Yorker. I could hear the rain and the thunder. And see your sweet face when the lightening would strike. You touched my face and my hair. You whispered you loved me and wished it could always be like this. I nodded my head in agreement, knowing that this was what I wanted. That I wanted you. Even for as fucked up as you were, I wanted you. You with your beautiful eyes and your beautiful words.
We made love in the front seat of the car. Me on top and you looking into my eyes. You kissed me passionately. I sang the song True Colors to you when it came on the radio. You touched my hair and my face again. Then you smiled at me. You said my voice was beautiful. That it sounded wounded but lovely. I wrapped my arms around you and you had yours around me. It was heaven. The rain was pouring down, the windows were steamed over from the heat of our bodies and we were gone…..
You told me you loved me. You held me and said I was everything you wanted. But in the end you went back to her. Even after I gave you everything. My tears, my voice, my love, my body. And even after you did that, I still loved you…..