First submission of anything to this site... Anyway, I was at camp over the Summer and was inspired to write this. Wrote it during free time on my iPod Touch and decided to type it up. Pretty much the only remotely... not really romantic, but kinda... Related to affection thing I've ever written. Slightly updated. Nothing extraordinary.

I remember her. her sleek, flowing hair, her sparkling eyes and her radiant skin. Her smile alone could light up a room. Every mistake I made, she was always there to help me up with a smile on her face and in her heart.
And I remember the grove. In the center, a tall oak surrounded by smaller saplings as children surround their father. The tall oak shaded the nearby plain, allowing only a few beams of light to reach the ground. So secluded. Even the nearby mall seemed worlds away.
She and I loved the grove. I remember the Spring day when we shared out first kiss. I remember the Summer days we spent talking under the tallest oak, and the nights we sat and watched the fireflies. I remember the Autumn days when the leaves began to fall. The sun would hit her perfectly and coat her in a glistening golden light. And I remember the cold winter day when she learned her father would be sent overseas for a year. They left last March, eleven months ago. She was my only love to date, and we said we would try to wait for each other and pick up again if we could at the grove.
All this I remember when I pass the mall. Where the god damned construction committee built the god damn parking lot expansion for the mall's god damned holiday rush.