My first crush was not a nice person. In class, he would jab me in the side until our teacher intervened. He continued even after being told to knock it off. I was the new kid, so to me, any attention was good attention.
It was two years later that he decided it would be a good time to hook up with me. Once he did, we didn’t speak again for two more years. I see now that he used me to try get into my pants.
Things We Forget 
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