Ah, that boy. I remember my first "oh,
that's love" moment. Wouldn't trade A for anything in the world. Most of the memories are good ones-- he was smart and really artistic, and had the best strawberry-blonde mane of hair. And of course, he broke my little teenage girl heart.
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Even if things in my life were different, I couldn't see myself going back to him. We're looking for completely different things out of life. We still talk, we're still friendly, and I'm incredibly proud of him for his choices. (Part of me still wants to kiss him every time I see him, though! I've never managed to get over that!)