Love letter <3
Believe me, I try to remember all our moments, but it just seems like there are too many. Don't you have the same problem? Probably not. You are you.
I know you don't like it when I'm being all positive over you. I can still hear you saying; ''Stop it, I'm not perfect.''
I'll tell you a secret; To me you are.
I may not remember all our moments, but the ones I do remember are perfect. My favorite memory is by far the day we met.
The meet & greet.
That day I was so nervous. I was shaking, nearly crying. I know it sounds silly, but I was so excited. My friend dragged me along, so I couldn't walk away. I'm glad she dragged me along, otherwise I wouldn't have met you.
First the concert. I loved watching you guys. How you all lost yourself in your own little world, your world made of music. And then the moment you looked up from your drums.
For a moment I thought you were looking straight at me, but you probably weren't. At least, that was what I thought at that moment.
The audience went wild for the very last time that evening while you walked off stage. That moment I realized I still had to meet you all 4 at the meet and greet. I almost screamed, almost.
Thirty minutes later, maybe 45, the meet and greet began. As I remember there were 6 other girls. They all seemed so relaxed, but as soon as you guys entered the room they went wild. To be honest; I felt like an idiot just sitting there, staring at you.
You were standing there, with that little smile that was able to melt my heart. Now, thinking about it, my thoughts sound pretty pathetic, but that's really how you made me feel at that moment.
As the meet and greet went on I noticed you looking at me a few times. I was too 'shy' to start talking to you, but as always my friend 'forced' me to talk to you. Again; I'm glad she did.
Talking to you was nice. You didn't try to impress me or anything, we just talked about random subjects. You were yourself I guess. I hope.
My heart skipped a beat when you asked me my number at the end of the meet and greet. Remember I stuttered when I said yes? I do, kinda embarrassing. At that moment, I didn't realize what just happened, that moment came when I was back at home.
You made my day absolutely amazing and I even dreamed about you that night.
Actually, I dreamed almost every night about you since that day. Diehard fangirl?
I never thought you would actually text me, but you did. We started to get to know each other better and I started to see you as a friend. No longer as some rockstar who was unreachable.
More and more we did things together. Picnic at the park, swimming in the lake [that was sooo cold], watching the stars at night. Everything seemed so much better when I was with you. There was only one thing; I was too afraid to admit I may had started to like you. I was afraid of losing a friend.
But then there was this night. We had a sleepover at my house. In the beginning of the evening we watched a couple of movies, but we started to get bored. The tv was switched off again and we just started talking. Like we always did. Nothing special, just us two and random subjects. Around 23:10 it started storming. There was thunder. Since the age of 13 I started to love thunder. So beautiful.
You weren't so pleased with the fact I wasn't scared. Yeah, I do remember what you said. Actually; mumbled. ''Can't you just act like you're afraid of it?'' I turned around to face you, wondering why you mumbled that. You're face turned bright red, which was pretty cute. ''Why?'' I asked eventually, just teasing you a bit more. The next thing you said made me melt. Still remember what you said? Hmm?
You said; ''Because I just want to be able to hold you in my arms. Protect you and comfort you.'' As I said; I melted, so I laid down in your arms, just cuddling. The embarrassing moment was the next morning when we found out we fell asleep and my brother took a picture of us.
Only 2 of thousands of memories, unbelievable right? But I'm not finished yet. What about our first kiss? That was pretty weird, for me at least.
I went with you to the studio 'cause you guys had to practice for your next tour. [Can't remember where to, sorry.]
To entertain myself I brought a book with me and settled myself on the little couch behind the recorder guy. I also can't remember his name. Pretty bad, isn't it?
However; you started practicing. I didn't really pay any attention 'cause I was reading, but I did look up when I heard some guy getting mad at you. He was saying you weren't paying attention, etcetera etcetera. [Just so you know; I haven't really liked him since the first day I've met him.]
You were yelling back at him. I don't think I've ever seen you as mad as then. The guy calmed down and asked what 'we' could do to help you concentrate more. You stood up and left the recording booth. Without saying a word you walked towards me and pressed your lips against mine. In shock I dropped the book I was holding, but happily kissed you back. After what seemed an eternity you pulled away, showed me a stunning smile, pressed a kiss on my forehead and walked back into the recording booth. You played like heaven.
Memory number 3. Everything seems so unreal now I'm writing it down. Can't believe it all really happened, but it did.
I don't really know why I wrote you all this, guess I just miss you.
Never forget how proud I am of you.
~Roses are red
Violets are blue
Drummer boy
I love you~
[I'm such a horrible poet...]
I just don't know how to describe how much I love you.
Please never forget that.
Can't wait 'til you're back here with me.
With all my love,
me. <3
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