Ran into you today.
Probably got you confused with god or something for a moment when I saw you standing with your back against some lucky concrete structure. Those familiar chemicals were released again, more than ever, splashing and crashing through my system. What a girl, I thought, when I saw you. What intoxication with gorgeous eyes. In an instant, the entire obsessive year came flooding back into my consciousness and I remembered how you looked with your hair wet, body warm and content as I chased you out of the lake and around the little cabin. And how you laughed (that amazing, unfathomable expression of yours appearing in your eyes) at me as I stumbled and tripped over to you by our midnight bonfires, drunk with infatuation and guessing at the right path to take to your heart. My god, I loved this girl, I thought…all in that instant.
Then your eyes flicked casually away from your chattering acquaintances for a moment and met mine, about 60 feet away. Bam. I panicked and turned away like an idiot bystander at the scene of a crime. Started walking, trying desperately to forget how I felt about you…all those lies to myself about how you don’t matter to me anymore began to unravel like a long crimson ribbon of deep emotion. I was too slow, probably too obvious. Your footsteps sounded behind me, quickened when you were sure my retreating figure was indeed me, and then stopped altogether. You said my name. Then again, with more volume, so I would have to be either deaf or ruthless and cold not to respond. I froze. Quickly constucted some sort of pretense for surprise on my face and then turned. You were there, radiant, of course…smiling like it was still last year and I was still something that you liked to surround yourself with. You said something about how awesome it was to see me here and how you were just thinking of me the other day when you and your boyfriend were out doing some wonderful thing or another. And I had half a million things welling up in my head I was dying to tell you…like “I love you,