I will never forget the day I met you "the boy next door" you jumped my back fence and refused to leave you were quite content on sleeping on the plastic chair outside.....I offered to walk you home I could tell you didn't want to go.
The next day a bunch of flowers were sitting at my front door I thought that maybe they were dropped off at the wrong doorstep and brang them over to give back to you. I cherished those flowers for ages, I remember it was close to mothers day and I was out with mine having lunch and when I got back you were sitting on my doorstep waiting for me to get home so you could ask me to go out with you to dinner.
You were such a hopeless romantic....
From that day on I became the girl who ended up living with the boy next door.
9 years we shared together and 1 son later we did have times that were tough but we also had really good times that I will hold close to me forever...and cherish till the day we meet again.
I miss you, my boy from next door