Pants

The way you approach me;
The way you always seem to be happy;
The way you make me feel better;
The way you can tell me in all honesty that one side of my pillow looks better than the other;
The way you started sewing random pieces together and made a mitten;
The way you helped me work a sewing machine all those times;
The way you stopped working on your pillow to come and talk to me;
The way you wave at me when we pass in the hallway;
The way you wear that gray shirt and those incredible pants.;
The way you can lay your head down for a minute and within five minutes be fast asleep;
The way you wake up after falling asleep at your desk;
The way you always talk to me before the bell rings;
The way our conversations turn out;

The way my friends make me do crazy stuff to see if you pay attention;
The way my friends point you out and what your wearing for the day;
The way I swear you helped me pass my exams because of the breathe taking outfits you wore the day of each exam;
The way my friends and I made your ‘code name’;
The way my smiles live off of our conversations;
The way we talk about random things each day;
The way people were confused when we first started flirting;
The way our lives crossed;
The way our lives could split;
The way of life and how we may never be together;
The way I will always remember you; young, beautiful, and wearing my favorite gray shirt and pants