Bones. and Bullets.

We started with hello.
Maybe it was my eyes. or yours.
Perhaps it was the way you greeted me.
The way my name just spilled out from your lips, & down to my ear.
Could it have been my smile? or yours?
it couldn't have been about looks. I don't meet the average. I'm below average actually.
I'm 5'1".

but i am an average teenager. My attitude. My dreams.
What made you pick me? or was it I that picked you?
i wasn't expecting much. I never even dreamed of this happening.
At the time you were only a hello and goodbye. and now you are a forever.
My forever.

I'd catch a bullet for you.