First Kiss

Teen Angst in Retrospect

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Although it wasn’t really mine,
and it sure as hell wasn’t yours.
Both of us still awkward in our own ways.

You’d just returned from the city.
Rejected, dejected —  yet full of hope.
The sparkle in your eyes was intoxicating.

I was struggling in my final year at school.
Still unsure of who I was,
trying to find mea…