Puppy Love

My first love-
Well, "love"-
Was in seventh grade.
When I think of her, I think of
Tears and 
Friendship bracelets and
Lemonade.
I think of texting on my flip phone and
Vanilla ice cream with a wooden stick for a spoon and
Magic marker and
Loneliness.
When I think of her, I think of
Warmth and
The sun and
Regret and
To this day when I think
Of love, I think of her.
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