I must admit the good times were worth remembering. I met Shawn at a dance in high school. Soon, we were a couple and no one ever saw us apart. He was really great, he’d play with my little brothers and spend most of his free time with me. We went out for a year and then broke up for such a stupid reason that I can’t even remember what it was now.

Sadly, it seems so much easier to remember

It seems strange that ten minutes can change something that you’ve felt for two years, but that’s just the way it is. But the good and bad times that led up to my epiphany made me learn something. I learned what I do and don’t want in a boyfriend, and I also learned that I should never settle for someone who doesn’t love me as much as I love them. Sometimes you can fall in love with someone not for who they are, but for who you want them to be. Maybe the saying should be “the truth helps”.

About a week after my wreck, it hit me what kind of a person Shawn was. He called and said he was at a party and that he made a big mistake in letting me go and he still loved me and wanted to see me. I agreed to meet him at a park thirty minutes later close to where the party was so we could talk. After we

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