The Date
I was all dressed up, ready to go on a date with a boy. When he entered the room, I ran up to him and kissed him. Like, I made out with him. I remember it so clearly. I LOVED him.This was a DREAM. I was feeling LOVE in a DREAM. STRONG love. DEEP love. It's hard to explain.
I remember I had lip gloss on, and for some reason, he did, too.
Then he broke up with me.
I was depressed. I was so unbearably sad.
But then I woke up.
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