This, Here

This here is where I very first verbally confessed my love for you to someone who did not know

the second person who found out, after you

this here is where I laid in bed and couldn't sleep and could drive several feet, and be back inside your house, and your bed

this here is where we drove, over a year ago, we sat in your new car, you wouldn't let me in your life, or house, but we sat outside and I was reminded of what you felt like in my heart, and in my life

my smile was only real for you