From the moment I locked eyes on Lizzie Young all the way back in first class, I felt connected to her in a way I had never experienced with anyone else. At the time, I didn’t understand the infatuation, nor had I any inkling of how deep the roots of my feelings for this girl would go. Young and green, I went into it blindly, falling hard and fast for the girl with the lonesome, pale eyes. Throughout the years, we had become closer than close and forged a bond that time only seemed to deepen and intensify. When Liz agreed to be mine the summer before sixth class, I thought I had peaked in
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