April 3rd, 2002


The first time

Do you remember the first time a boy (or girl) told you he loved you?

I do. I was sixteen. I was at an ice skating practice, and had called my boyfriend on the payphone while the ice was being resurfaced. I don't remember why I called him, but I remember: there in the noisy ice arena, on a crappy pay phone, I heard those words for the very first time. I love you.

I remember I hung up the phone with a grin on my face that I just couldn't wipe off.

I skated for another hour after that conversation, but I don't think my blades touched the ice during that entire time.
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