On my way home today, I saw my primary school’s first crush

It was weird. The innocence was hard to recall. I don’t remember much that happened except sneaking into our empty class during recess to drop her letters. She would reply but I have to retrieve it from her bag the following day. We never spoke about it. The feelings are mildly nostalgic. Our eyes didn’t meet just now but I’m sure she saw me. But even if they did, it’ll be just weird. And strangely, melancholic.


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