I told all my secrets to
A boy in a green sweater.
We had never spoken before
But we found one another
Under a big oak tree.
I found solace in his caramel eyes
And his vibe that was like my own.
We spoke for hours and hours
Until we knew everything about each other.
We said our goodbyes by latching pinkies
As if to signify tying a string
That would somehow keep us connected
I haven't said word to him since.
But every single day I see him,
Every single day we share a simple smile.
Remembering the secrets that lie
Within his green sweater and caramel eyes.