“I Love You.”

June 26th, 2010

When I was 15, I had my first boyfriend. Exciting, right? Of course. No one ever forgets their first boyfriend/girlfriend. He was a skater, with pants that covered his shoes and wore shirts with  band names on them. One sunny day, a day or two after we were “official,” we went for a walk and ended up walking down an alley. We stopped and sat on a stranger’s garage steps. He put his arm around me, it was kind of nice to be held like that.

You remember that much detail from 12 years ago? Yes. This is why: Continue reading »