Sometimes it takes you there where it felt the best. Your first crush. That first excitement..
The first time I saw him..he was the cutest guy I had ever seen. He was so full of life. My friend was all over him and he looked so disinterested. My mum made me talk to him..I remember looking into his eyes all the time..I can never forget that spark…and of course that smile.That intense mutual will to talk more and more…
Two days later I remember watching him go.I thought I would never see him again.He looked at me until the vehicle drove away..somehow conveyed there was more to it..Sometimes I think if things had stopped at that point,it would have been different. But then that is past,right? You can never change even a bit of it.
We later became friends..best friends.The first guy friend I ever had. Though we did not meet for a year after that it became the closest relationship I had.We eventually fell in love…there was no reason not to.My first love.My first friend. I wish things had remained that beautiful but we ultimately screwed the whole thing…ended on a bitter note..Though we did reconcile after years but its been all formal.
Hmm.. So thats what a tiny insignificant (?) tune does to you…it takes you back into that Era but it doesnt let you change it. Thats bad:)