Dear Aaron

by Mariana Zapata

Beauty fades, a good personality and chemistry doesn’t.

I’d been a lot of places, but watching the sun rise that morning—because I’d never been awake early enough to watch it before—was something I couldn’t forget. It felt like an awakening. Like nothing I had ever seen and everything I had, all rolled into one single, unforgettable event.

I’d grown up knowing love was complicated. But I knew what it looked like.