Remember;
Do you remeber that time when we were cleaning out your bedroom, you asked me to open the window. I pressed agained the glass instead of the top of the window and I broke it, glass shattered everywhere! Your mum was out the back getting in the washing and came running in as well as your dad who was in the study working and your sister was curling her hair getting ready to go to a 21st. As soon as your heard the glass shatter you hurried over to me and grabbed me dragging me away from the smashed glass, you were so worried that i’d injured myself and you had this troubled look in your eyes which made me realise that you really did care. Your mum said in her concerning voicee “Ashley did you push her?!” you replied in a distressed voice “What?! No!! ofcourse not?!” But all I was concerned about was the stupid window i’d broken. You then rushed me into the bathroom, i hate blood dripping from my arms and face your mum hadn tissues everywhere trying to clean it all up. And while you were in the room cleaning the glass up with your dad she quietly said to me,” now your sure he didnt push you? you can tell me if he did?” Shes such a funny duck, gosh i do love her. After all the comotion had setteled down you came in to see if i can okay, i had bandaids all over me hands and forearms and one going across my nose, you kissed my hands and arms and gave me a little kiss and said are you okay you really scared me there? You use to be to be so great, thats the guy i miss.
Thats the guy i remember, ill never forget that day, and i still have a little scar on my nose to help me remember. i wonder if you remember?
(via martinatra)
