"Quoting Tennyson?"
She asked.
The After-Thought.
The first time she had ever spoken to me
Other than the imaginary conversations we had all put aside in a file titled HER in the back of my mind.
I knew I loved her when my eyes caught hers, a first glance, like one of those slow motion hallway scenes in an 80s movie. That was it.
So here it is.
This is the story of a girl who broke my heart.