Teenage love.

When you're a teenager there’s so much to look forward to.

Football games,

Dances,

Friends,

Drama,

Pep rallies,

For me it is always football games. I love getting ready for the games.

But my favorite part is the band.

But sometimes I’ll wonder if it it's the band or the boy in the band.

The tall boy with beautiful gray eyes and the brightest smile.

The boy with the glasses and the sense of humor that could make anyone laugh.

The boy that's in the marching band and can play seven instruments.

When I saw him for the first time in almost a year I barely recognized him.

He had cut his hair and he had grown taller.

I paused when I saw him.

In awe of his beauty.

On that hot August night.

I had re-met the love of my live.

Teenage love is beautiful.

Beautiful Like the tall boy.