This summer i dated a guy he was amazing..but it was hard because he lived an hour away we tryed to work it out but it didnt work..

We fighted and fighted untill we both stoped talking to each other.. But then today we started talking and its like he never made me cry

or hurt me it was like we have always been friends...Some people may say this sounds stuped but it was some thing i wannted to wright about

So heres a poem to him

I always new he was the right guy

but every one tould me he wasn't because we fought alost

people say this only happens in movies but mabey there right

But mabey there wrong

mabey he could be the one...Mabey just mabey

My mother tells me not to get my hopes up or they will be broken... But i haven't seemed to learn that lession yet

So does this seem like a movie..For who ever reads these?

I live for the thrill

of hockey

you can watch it

come alive in your eyes

you can become the player

you always wannted to be

but first you have to be the watcher

to know what a player would

be like