Day Seventeen.
Someone From My Childhood.
oh the days of young sandbox love, when i meant i knew we were meant to be.
you're name was Daniel, and you were beautiful.
we were meant to get married in Hawaii and have tiny little sports loving babies.
i know that i was previously in love with your best friend, Dylan, but it was nothing compared to my love for you. we used to write plays together and cut peoples hair, we could play poker in the back of Mr.Ingles coat closet, hidden behind mounds of old forgotten winter wear. but alas, you broke my heart. fifth grade came to end and you were moving away from me. to the rough and tough tundra of the rocky mountains, it was perfect for you and bad for our budding romance.
i used to write about you in my diary and how i thought we were going to make sweet passionate love in our play practicing room. i would never let that horrid Megan take you away from me. We were forever and she was just a temporary blonde fix.
ahh, those were the days.
lovezzz.
-Alisha<3>
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