Think Of My Head On Your Chest And My Old Faded Blue Jeans.

I was writing in my notebook today and had a memory that filled me with such an amazing feeling.

9th grade lunch second semester.
"What a creep, like seriously," Max says rolling her eyes once again.
"Whatever Jacks and I are fine." I say trying to finish the subject.
I feel stupid. How could a guy ever go for someone like me. Whatever.
"But how does that to someone?!"
Clearly Max changed get over it and keeps on going. Trying to make it less of a deal or at least get them to change the subject, "It doesn't matter, just whatever."
Jacks picks up on my mood. Trying to make everyone laugh about it, "I should have gone for the eyes."
It works. Everyone breaks out in a laugh.
"I'm totally confused. Will someone explain it to me?" Del finally breaks in to the conversation.
"It's nothing. Don't worry about it." I replay trying to keep my eyes low because I know he can read people better than that.
"No. Tell me."
"It's nothing, really."
The thought of the whole night comes running back. My eyes start to water. I just keep saying it doesn't matter. It's whatever, it's nothing.
Del stands up, walking around the table and pulling a chair next to me, "I'm listening."
My heart completely opened. The words couldn't stop coming out. I didn't understand the comfort I felt with him but for some reason I felt like I could tell him. His eyes never left me, listening to every word that rolled out of my mouth.
The bell rang, cutting my words. Finally I felt like I could gain control of my heart again. Heading towards gym, deep breaths. He walked in front of me only to suddenly stop and turn around to me. Opening his arms and hugging me tightly.
"You'll be okay. It will get better."

The first time Del ever caught my heart. That was the summer Max told me he said he cared about me. I will never understand how I managed to get a part of his heart. But I will feel blessed every single day that I have it. He still tells me those words every time I need him.
"I just wanted to tell you that day meant so much to me. But I was always confused why you did it?"
"You needed a friend. And it had been a long time since someone let me be that for them."

That CD with your song now hangs where my eyes will see it first. Across written words to make me get out of the bed everyday.

"...Never forget he loves you."