One of my earliest crushes. I had a dream that Chloe & I were sat on a grassy bank by a river. The sun was shining down on the dew. Chloe was wearing a sleeveless purple top. The rest of the dream was abstract emotions and feelings.
One day in the school playground, a boy called Ian (who everyone disliked) asked me:
"Who do you LOVE?"
Being the gullible, innocent, naive boy I was, I truthfully replied:
Ian told Chloe. I will never forget the smug, embarrassed expression from Chloe as she was with her friends, looking at me from across the playground.
Rory spent the first few years of his life in an ice cave, carving out his palace of wonder. He's a bit of a love doll, but he who melts the ice shall have his reward.
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I have been recommended to acknowledge and process all that I have been though, where it all started from how it has affected me.