Sixteen

we were young,

best friends,

the first of our friends to get married.

i'm pretty sure that at least a few
of our wedding guests 

thought that we would fall apart.

and to be honest, even though

i loved him and he loved me,

part of me questioned

what the heck i was doing?

i believed that anything i wanted to do in my life,

i wanted to do with john beside me.

cheering me on, laughing with me, loving me.

and through it all,
the hard times that were harder either of us expected,
the good times that have been sweeter than i could ever have hoped for,

we didn't fall apart.

i still believe that anything that i want to do in life
i want to do with john beside me.
cheering me on, laughing with me, loving me,
falling together.