I knew more about the color of One’s eyes than I did his life. But that was sophomore year and I think everyone knew I wasn't ready to handle a whole lot more than colors and eyes. 10th grade is long gone though, and now I know
your heart is gold and
your heart is gold and
your words are clear and
your intentions are silver.
Yet, those are still colors and I wish that they would start turning into something more.
But then I met Two
He was the first one to kiss my cheek and make me feel pretty and give me butterflies. It took me a whole year to realize that he had that effect on every girl he met. And it wasn't his fault. He just had bigger heart and whiter smile than he could help, but he also didn't seem to care to change the way it broke hearts.
And that much was his fault.
And then Three came along.
He gave me so much grief that I started to convince myself that we were in sixth grade again
because he told me he liked me somewhere in between all that grief
because one of the seven things I learned in elementary school is that the mean ones are the same ones that would risk cooties for you.
But once I met his Grief and sent it on its way, he introduced me to his Humor and Passions and his love for his 2nd youngest sister and my 3rd youngest brother and that was so much better.
Next was Four.
He swept me off my feet so quickly I didn't even realize that he was type A. And I've never known my type.
But I do know it’s not type A.
But he gave me a rose once and it was on a hard day. And roses on hard days are't something that ever really deserve to be forgotten.
But last summer I was introduced to Five and within a day I added three “future-husband-must-haves” to my list. Which was followed by 7 new found pet peeves. But you had dimples and that pretty much balanced out any amount of pros and cons.
And Six asked me to dance at the last stag dance. He’s never liked/loved me and I've never liked/loved him. But he spun me twenty one times in a single song and I smiled for the next three
And when he spun me twenty one times in a single song and made me smile for the next three he taught me more than what some of those boys could have taught me in a year. Because at the end of that song I fell in love with a lot of things and a lot of feelings.
And in the moment my Heart was introduced to silver intentions and pretty feelings and 2nd youngest sisters and roses and dimples,
she locked them away and
threw out the key.
And she just won’t seem to let me forget how badly I need to end up with someone who will spin me 21 times in one song and make me smile for the next three.