There she is, I met her in June, as quickly as she came, she left. It's crazy, I swear she was just a hallucination that was engraved in my brain due to lack of hydration. The more I thought of her, the more I couldn't think of anything. Reality felt unreal and sensations became numb, well that is until a sense of obligation hits me, and that obligation was a tennis ball. "Get your head in the game Al" said my Coach. What inspiring words to hear as I black out.
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She loved me in June
RomantizmYoung love is ever so gentle, ever so sweet, and above all else, pure. Nothing is expected from young love, no one needs to be the provider, you're not in it for the money, not in it for the personal gain, you're just in it because it feels right. M...
