"I'd like that"

This is the story of a girl who fell too hard for a boy with a guitar in his hands and a smirk on his mouth. This is the story of a girl whose heart breaks every time she hears the opening chords to a song that he sang. This is the story of a girl who remembers sitting on a couch with her feet curled under his skinny thighs, his feet curled under her thick ones, trying not to smile and be forced to explain why. This is the story of a girl who remembers his fingers interlaced between hers, set down so lightly on her lap. This is the story of a girl who can still feel that hitch in his breath and her lips on his cheek. This is the story of a girl who thinks of that boy whenever she sees a guitar and knows that he doesn't play anymore.