Reality Escapes Her...
…running into your first love.
Especially when you’re both out of town, on a weekend away, in the same place.
You have a baby girl. I’m pregnant with my son. We both have our significant others.
But in that millisecond when I saw you and you saw me, I was 17. And all I wanted was for you to think I was pretty and maybe talk to me again. I hate that we just stopped talking.
It’s been a week and this is still on my mind every morning.(2 weeks ago) 2 notes