Remember your first crush? Think about that very first object of your affection. Oh, the sweaty palms. The swoony feeling in your stomach. Tell us the story of your first crush. What was it about this person that made your heart pound? Was the love requited? Change the names to protect the guilty or innocent if you must! No judgement here. Happy Valentine’s Day!
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Of course it being Valentine’s Day today the daily prompt has to be about love of some sorts. First crushes to be exact. Ah, those first young loves are always special are they not? Mine was probably in the third or fourth grade. His name was Roy, and he had the cutest dimples. Blonde and blue-eyed, he was too. Such a cutie. One summer he moved away and I never saw him again. So sad.
Well, that was my story. Not very interesting, but then most loves at that age aren’t I supposed. So many years ago.
As I’m being a bit lazy today, I decided I would honor first loves by including some old-fashioned Valentines. Hope you enjoy and have a wonderful Valentine’s Day!
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