Last November

I fell in love with a boy once.

When times were still good,

And the sun still shone brightly through my window,

To remind me to get out of my bed.

I fell in love with his smile,

And his heartfelt jokes and song lyrics.

His calloused hands from years of guitar,

His endless knowledge of Pink Floyd songs.

I loved the way my hand fit perfectly in his.

How he'd sing to me, even though his voice wasn't that good.

I loved everything about him,

And I never thought that losing him was a possibility.

I still do love this boy,

After eight months spent watching him fall for girl after girl,

I still feel the same,

As when I was the only girl he was falling for.

I guess some things never change,

But when they do, they remind me of the boy I fell in love with last November.