Its been 6 years, I first met you when I took that summer job at the mall. You were beautiful, you soft tan skin, long thick wavy black hair, those glistening dark brown eyes, that gorgeous smile you always had on your face. We were young and inexperienced. You had me wrapped around your finger, and you knew it. That summer we spent some time together, but it all just poof'd when we had to start sophomore year of high school. You left to a private catholic school, I ended in katy. We lost touch completely after that. I fell in love with you that summer, and its been 6 years now.. and for some reason I'm still madly in love with you. Now, I drive for a living for a small company, and every now and then whenever I'm near by your house, I'm tempted to knock at your door and expect you to be there waiting at the door... but then I remember, It's been 6 years so I don't and just keep going about my job..