MaxA Story by TooSoonlovestoryMax I know what you're gunna say. You'll say You
were too young. You didn't know love. And I'll look at you with this knowing look, and you'll believe me
for a second, you'll believe I knew, and then you'll shake your head and change
your mind. But I'll say Just
listen. And you'll listen even though you have better things to do. And I'll tell you about his hair, and his striped shirts. And you'll grin that cynic's grin. I'll tell you that I stopped him, and asked Do
you love me? And you'll picture me, in my green dress, on the playground, next
to the monkey bars. And you'll say What
next? And I'll tell you he said yes. And I'll go on with the details, and the playdates, and the
grilled cheeses. I'll tell you how we watched Barney on my daddy's bed. I'll
tell you about that time when I was embarrassed because my drink was in a sippy
cup, and his was in a grown-up cup. I'll tell you how I fell in love and tore his picture in half.
I'll tell you how I cut up a dollar bill to show him I was a daredevil. I'll tell you everything I remember, and I'll make up things I
don't, like what his favorite color was (black) and where we were when we first
held hands (firestation). And to humor me, you'll look me in the eye, and you'll say You
really loved that kid, huh? And I'll look back with conviction. I'll say Yes.
And he loved me. And I'll continue for a little while, about the birthday party
when he was the only boy there and the cake my momma made but that I pretended
to make, before I stop. Then, expecting your skeptic gaze, I'll say You're
right, you're right. It wasn't love. Before I even look up. And then you'll nod and smile, because you agree. And I'll smile back because I'm lying. © 2010 TooSoonFeatured Review
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