i knew of him when i was 15 and he 21.
you might think grooming, pedophile, call the cops, but he was none of that.
when we first knew of each other, we never really liked each other.
we had common friend groups however we had each other blocked because i was immature and liked to joke, and unfortunately, he did not like my jokes. when we talk about how we met we always had a laugh because of how i acted then, feeling so distant from the Pearl that he knew today.
And i was too busy being a depressed teenager who wanted to get high school over with, to even want to talk to a guy who was rude and couldn't handle the banter of a fifteen year old.
We remained cordial amongst our friends but anything more wasn't worth my entertainment. at the time.
the whole group played games together, but we never met alone or played together alone.
back then i felt really bad for his lady to be. not realizing that i might have been praying for myself.
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Unrequited, 19
Short Story"if you are still single by the age of 28, marry me" I said out loud, proposing to the only man that ever gave me a sense of security, safety and the freedom to tune into my femininity. A part of me that i had given up on finding since all my mother...
