Apr 29, 2007 21:59
Imagine your first love, the one you never forgot.
Typical teenage romance, boy and girl meet, fall in love, but due to some tragic intervention, part ways, assuming they will never see each other again.
Four years ago I fell in love with a boy. As we said our goodbyes, he promised he would come back for me.
Four years later I stood, nervous as hell at a train station waiting for him. He picked me up and kissed me. He really came back for me.
He was only meant to spend a night, he ended up staying most of the week. We're going to Croatia in the summer to stay in his summer house before HE'S MOVING HERE in September.
I feel dizzy with happiness. My Marko came back for me.