ugh, really?
reciprocated? that'd be tony. we met in gym class during our freshman year of high school. he was sweet, funny, and kinda looked like devon sawa (but with longer hair):
gotta love the teenage hormones
we spent every moment we could together (difficult, considering we were 14 and had to depend on others to cart us around). we wound up dating until spring of our sophomore year, when i panicked and broke it off. i had come to the realization that although i loved him, we were both too young to be so serious. he's a great guy, though, and any girl would be lucky to have him.
and obviously, the right decision was made; if i hadn't married this amazing man:
why yes, his tux pants do seem to be missing...
i wouldn't have been blessed with these gorgeous kids:
he was excited about his new haircut
future anaheim ducks icegirl...aim high, kiki.
oh, and if you're wondering about my first unreciprocated love....keep wondering. unless you're one of my friends who already knows. ; ]
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