Ours The first day I ever met you, you had come to my church visiting family. I thought you were just the most attractive thing, and I told myself I was going to make out with you by the end of the day. I guess it didn't matter to me that I had never made out with anyone, ever. So I talked to you for about five seconds, and I tried on your aviator glasses to flirt with you. I remember you saying something about how all the girls loved your glasses and you couldn't figure out why. Personally I thought it was pretty obvious that all the girls complimenting your glasses were flirting with you... That was the first day, over the summer, and then I forgot about you until the Monday before school started up again.