when i was young.i was in fifth grade when i encountered my first girlfriend. i remember watching her everyday. seeing all of the little odd things she did….how she walked….how she read. and i felt, for the first time, different about her than any other girl i had met before. we would share glances and smiles….and then one day it happened. i was standing in the lunch line….she and two of her friends were a couple of people ahead of me. they would look back at me….giggle….and then turn back around. i got paranoid….i think i checked my fly. then one of them started walking towards me. what do i do? i tried to act natural….which always works for a gawky fifth grader waiting to eat sloppy joes. the friend handed me a pink note and said, “smell it first.” so i did. perfume….oh my god, this is what women smell like. so i read the note….there were little hearts on it….and it was something about me being cute. i should’ve known right then that the relationship was doomed. anyway, she gave me her phone number. later that night….and after about two hours of picking up the phone and then setting it back down….i called her. i think we said “hi” about seven to twenty times before we talked about social studies and tether ball. what else do fifth graders have to discuss on the phone? so we hung up, and then the next day she was my girlfriend. we would hold hands in the hallway. she giggled a lot, and i tried to seem manly. i only kissed her once. later that year, i moved and had to say goodbye.

i still remember her name….and i still remember what she looked like….i still remember how i felt when i read that note….and i still remember holding her hand….but most importantly, i remember that smell. sometimes i wish it was that simple again.

3 Responses to “tasha.”

  • Oh, memories. I love it, daniel.

    My fourth grade boyfriend was named Mark, I totally remembered his last name as so because of your post, I "Googled" him. Turns out he’s a big smarty-pants winner who went to NC State, double-majored in chemical enginerring and paper production, studied in Japan, and works for Exxon Mobile now.

    I love age 10. I lvoe aMark, and I haven’t even SEEN him since age 10. A far cry from future loser ex-boyfriends.


  • the first ones are always the best. probably because there’s no sex involved….well, at least with each other….

  • oh michelle…oh michelle…where are u?!

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