You have my heart on the palm of your hands <33

I was ten when I met him and couldn't tell what It meant at the time,
He was thirteen, tall and handsome when he committed the crime,
I shaved my head as a kid ending up looking just like him,
Raised around boys, acted like them boys, no signs of being a dime.

I turned thirteen as he turned sixteen,
Forced to depart left to wonder what would've been,
Seven thousand miles away, but memories of him were still green,
I hated being away, it felt like I was going through a wean.

I was seventeen when I went back home,
He was twenty feeling all grown,
Memories Criss crossed my head like a tome,
Wondering how it will be when I see him again; would i be blown?

Butterflies in my stomach, as I waited in the cafe,
He gave me that look, that look that blows me away,
I gave him that smile, that smile that made his day,
He made my heart skip a beat, when he said hey.

Everyday, every time with you,
Will always be the best thing I do,
I can't wait for the future with my boo,
If its meant to be, it will be... It's true

~Always And Forever~