Writers Cramp Entry 02/11/11

My one true love,
or so I thought
at age seven.
I was besot,
I had given my heart
to the boy
of my dreams
In reality,
the only boy
who had ever
spoken to me.
We passed notes in class
He carried
my books home.
He kissed me
on the cheek
We were never alone
It was so obviously clear,
We would be together
forever
He must love me too.
Then my world came
crashing down
quite out of the blue.
The boy who had
professed his love
to me
had...
given his valentine
to you.
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