I got hit by a truck last night…

It was at your house, in your room.

I remember lots of beer and lots of laughing and lots of crying and
fighting.

I remember how you looked at me with those intense brown eyes.

I remember how you made me smile and melt inside.

I remember how you said my name like it was a song.

I remember how you wanted to hold me all night long.

Then, I remember your aunt coming downstairs and sending me up.

I remember the goodnight kiss you gave me, that made me float to the top.

I remember lying awake, thinking of you.

I remember tossing and turning, my insides burning, just to see your face.

Then I remember waking up the next morning and feeling like I got hit by a
truck.

But really, all I got hit with ...was love.

 
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