12 hour's of you

Dear Sam.

Dear Sam, I just wanted to say somethings. To say these things though I need to explain. I need to explain what I thought the day we met. The day you crashed into my life. Those 12 hours I never want to get back. It's always dark in small towns like ours. Even when it's sunny it's dark. I guess that's why I met you, Sam.

You just fell into my life. You literally fell on me. We only had 12 hours. But with you, it felt like an eternity. 12 hours no one will ever take away.
That day had been boring and I was ready to leave it behind. The bell rang for school that afternoon. As everyone flooded out I kept my head down. They all walked past me like I was invisible.

I was invisible. I had never been seen until you saw me. You didn't look past me but, rather for me. Even though I wanted to be unknown. To be forgoten and non-existent. I didn't want attachments. I didn't want friends. I didn't want a "life". I wasn't alive.

That day was ending like any other. I didn't wake up thinking that day would be different. In fact I would've stayed in bed if I had known. I was walking home on my usual path until I I came upon the wet cement sign. I was force to change my path. I was given the path to you. Which involved knocking me over in the dirt. The first thing I saw when I opened my eyes were your beautiful brown ones.

You groaned and then we heard shouting. You cursed yourself and grabbed my hand. I tried to stop you but nothing could ever stop you. I asked what was happening. Where we were going. Who you were. I aske who was screaming. You gave no answers and just kept running. You were always running.

It seemed like we were running forever. By the time we stopped I was out of breath. You just smiled. In fact you laughed. That was the first time I heard you laugh. I fell in love with you right then. At least I think that's when I did. It happened so fast I can't really be sure. I was frozen as I stared at you. I had never seen you before. I have lived in this town forever. I thought you were new.

My first words to you weren't romantic. They weren't special. et, those words stared something knew. Something special. My first words to you were, "What the hell was that and who the hell are you?" You just smiled and held out your hand. "I'm Sam and you don't need to worry about that.", I looked at your hand but didn't take it. I thought about it but, all I did was look down and say "Yeah, I'm out.".

I was going to walk away. I was bothered by the fact that I wanted to be close to you. I couldn't figure out why. I was lost and confused. Home was no where in site. My head and back hurt from when you knocked me to the ground. I just wanted to walk away. Then you said the words that changed everything.

"Wait! I need your help!"

All it took was that and I was hooked.