You know this is the reason. You know this is what it means. I didn’t love Kate. I loved the idea of Kate. I loved the ideal. I loved having a girl I loved. I loved because I loved the idea of being in love.
She will always be my first love. But now, years on, [...]
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This girl doesn’t live far away — about eight blocks. She holds onto my arm, her head jerking and bobbing as if it is a fishing lure. She is apologizing. (See? It’s that regret thing.) We get back and she asks me to stay until she is in bed. A comfort thing I suppose. I [...]
