We have a story.

The way we met.
The questions and the answers.
The smiles and the secret glances. The inner feelings. The tension and excitement. The slight movements. The sounds of the laughter.
The beginning.
The you's and the me's.

We have a story.

I remember when I first saw you.
I remember what you were wearing.
I remember exactly how you smelled.
I remember exactly how I felt.

I remember the secrets; they way they became bigger as time passed. But we always knew they were sealed secrets. I remember. Our secrets.

We have a story.

Loving and losing.
Loving and winning.
Leaving and forgiving.
Forgiving and Forgetting.

We have a story.
Tell me what you remember.

Love is a part of our story.
My First love. My first love story.

Tell me our story.