It was 5th grade, Mrs. Gonzales was our teacher. You were the new student from Taiwan. I was the girl with the Rapunzel hair who followed you around and tackled you on the playground and tried to get you to like me, even though you weren't into me like that.
You defended me from bullies in 5th grade. We were fast friends in 7th. I tried to kiss you and missed in 9th. We slept together in 11th and laughed.
We're in college now, 20 for me and 21 for you. Ten years, a decade.
You were and will always be my first love and one of the kindest people I've ever known.