I Remember

I remember the day I realized I loved you. I remember it like it's a home movie at the back of my mind, playing on repeat always and forever. You were wearing that pretty blue dress that you found at the thrift store and your hair was in a messy bun and you were laughing and dancing around in that crappy bar at the end of the road and you made me dance with you even though you know I can't dance. I remember how free you looked. Like you had finally let go of the vicious weight that was constantly pulling you back. I remember the sound of my voice when I told you I loved you on the roof of that crappy bar and I remember being so completely terrifed that you wouldn't say it back but you did. You did.