There’s something special about first love. Something special about how you can’t possibly know whether you love them because there’s been nothing to compare it too. Something special about how everything is new, even the way you hold hands is different. Something special about how you don’t know how to heal when it ends. I guess what I’m trying to say is that, if I had to learn all that, I’m glad I learned it with you.
First Love Lessons (#260: March 7, 2014)
Written for: anonymous
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