I remember the morning I took the first test—I was shocked, amazed, doubtful, scared. I immediately ran into the living room where my boyfriend stood, showed him the test, and he said, “What is this?”
It was a warm and peaceful spring night, the night we rekindled our friendship. Little did we know, our friendship would turn into a relationship. Sitting up all night chatting and reminiscing about the past, about how we used to live next door to each other, the time I went to the dance with you and left, and the countless times you would catch me outside laying on my rooftop at night. A few days later, we soon talked about how much we had in common, from music and art, to food and interests, we thought to decide to date.