Anything for Love... When you're 17 and Stup
Written by L.L. McCarty Thursday, 28 August 2008 22:30
When I was 17, lots of people in my city from all different schools hung out at a local park. I saw the most beautiful blonde-haired teenager I had ever seen playing a 12-string guitar. He had violet eyes, long dark lashes, and he was singing a Jefferson Airplane song with the words, "I saw you."
I quietly asked around and found out that even though this beautiful boy was also 17, he did not live with his parents. That night, I bravely went to his house and knocked on his door. He was suprised to see me, but we ended up dating off and on for several years. Actually, the love was based on the fact that he was so good-looking, so of course, it didn't work out in the long run. I still have dreams about what might have been, though.
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