confessions of an 8th grader.

i went to go pick up my little sister yesterday from school...
and i saw him.
for the first time in years.

almost like the time i saw him for the first time 10 years ago.
same place. same face. different time. but better.

& i had the same desire i had when i was 13.
just like in the hall way when i whispered to my best friend
"he's going to be my boyfriend"

my middle school boyfriend... is no longer a boy.
he's a man. he's a teacher. he's a coach.
he fullfilled his dream.

when the line "God it's so beautiful when that boy smiles"
was made... it was written about him.

bsp & me forever we'll be.

onelove.