My first crush was in high school. He was tall and handsome – I liked him as soon as I met him. He asked me to the homecoming dance at school. I said yes, even though I knew Claire also had had a crush on him. Looking back, I feel like I was a horrible friend. Yet, Claire acted happy for me when I told her about him asking me to the dance.
Neither my first crush nor I had ever kissed anyone before. So, I was overjoyed when he kissed me at the dance. I kissed him back. Then, he asked me to be his girlfriend. I did not show it, but I was ecstatic. This was the happiest night of my life so far.
We were both too shy to ask each other to hang out. Our hugs and kisses in the hallway became more awkward as time passed. Our relationship lasted for about a month. I learned that, when I wanted something, I needed to take active steps to make it happen.
Things We Forget 
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