Day 14: Nostalgia
Story time.
When I was a junior in high school, I had a boyfriend. I may not have called him that because my parents didn't like him and didn't want me dating him, but let's be so honest that's what he was. He went to a different school than I did so I didn't get to see him all that often during the week. But I took the bus home and my stop was close to his friend's house. So every day, he would walk me home and then walk to his friend's place. On the days when we knew my dad would be home and being walked home would raise suspicion, we split up at this corner. I'd get a kiss and walk home, excited to do it all again the next day. It was far from perfect, and we both grew out of it in time. But in that time, we were happy enough saying goodbye on the corner.
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