That Boy Was the Sweetest Joy of My Youth

One fleeting glimpse, and my heart was thrown into disarray.

At sixteen, a girl who had only recently transferred schools met someone who would leave her awestruck for years to come.

At sixteen, a boy who felt nothing for anyone or anything met the warm sunshine that would melt his world.

From curiosity to love, from strangers to understanding each other.

One thought it was fate. The other gave it everything they had.

He was her light; she was his salvation.

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I miss you.

Meeting you took all the luck I had.

I like you.

I want to hold the light in my hands.

I love you.

Let’s walk through life together, growing old side by side.