My intentions were there, but the execution wasn’t, which is why I finished high school having to admire my girl from a distance. I watched her kill it at the top percent of our class and give an inspiring, heartfelt speech during our graduation. She’d struggled to start at first. Her eyes were darting around, her hands fisting the edge of her gown while she shifted from foot to foot. But then, out of nowhere, those brown eyes landed on me, and she started speaking as if it was just her and I in the whole damn stadium.
