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By unknown Submitted by hollymccormick Date: 2002 Mar 19 Comment on this Work [[2002.03.19.11.39.2819]] |
| Calling it a simple schoolgirl crush was like saying a Rolls Royce was a vehicle with four wheels, something like a hay wagon. She did not giggle wildly and blush when she saw him, nor did she chalk his name on trees or write it on the walls of the Kissing Bridge. She simply lived with his face in her heart all of the time, a kind of sweet, hurtful ache. She would have died for him. |