Hearts

hearts

Back when I was in high school, the student council (or whoever the heck it was) used to write everyone’s name on a heart and post them in the hallways of one of the buildings. What you were *supposed* to do is take the one with your sweetie’s name on it and wear it. Or something. I think.

What *I* used to do every year is peruse through every damn name on the wall looking for a certain someone, sneak it into my backpack when no one was looking, and scamper off before I could get caught.

My first love.

We used to get together and make out and marvel over each other’s naked bodies and no one ever knew. We didn’t even see each other at school unless I stalked him in the parking lot. Our little secret. For the majority of my childhood and teen years, I thought I was destined to end up with him. It always made me panic a little. We weren’t right for each other, but I didn’t want to admit that I was madly in love with someone who could never really be mine.

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5 Responses to “Hearts”

  1. Kim Says:
    February 11th, 2010 at 1:21 pm

    “For the majority of my childhood and teen years, I thought I was destined to end up with him.” The only person I could think this could be didn’t go to your highschool… So mysterious!

  2. Mia Says:
    February 11th, 2010 at 1:35 pm

    Was this the person I assisted you in stalking?

  3. Tamra Says:
    February 11th, 2010 at 1:38 pm

    Yup

  4. Mica Says:
    February 11th, 2010 at 3:45 pm

    I loved that about our high school and I did the same thing =)

  5. Christa Says:
    February 14th, 2010 at 4:18 pm

    I use to just take mine so that I didn’t have to think about whether or not someone would take it or not…very pathetic of me I know.