We revealed our feelings for one another on a bus packed full of athletes, we went on a date – coffee in hand – to a parking lot “cliff” (So romantic) and we never know where either of our cell phones are (soooo indie).
I messed up and didn’t open up enough for you at the time. I realize this now and miss you very much and always have.
Your friendship was the best thing that’s ever happened to me. —The One Who Let “The One Who Got Away” Get Away
This article appears in Feb 2-8, 2012.
How is not knowing where your cell phone is at, indie?
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ah, lesbanim field hockey athletes and their trysts…
it can be rough.