You know how different seasons and how they smell can bring you back to a certain emotion, immediately you go back to the memory of specific event?
I was 9. It was dinner with steak and Vienetta for dessert on Sundays, the longing for a summer vacation that never wanted to come and I was in love with a boy. Micke. Micke. Micke. Micke. He had the coolest bicycle and brown eyes. For a whole lifetime I had been in love with Mike. At least half a year anyway. We would get married but we would not have children, only 2 rabbits.
One day I found a note on my bench. "Do u want to be my girrlfriend? From Micke" My heart pounded. I almost died. I became all red and warm. YEEEEES! I wanted to scream but instead I wrote "Yes, okay you can"
On the next break Mike's friend Andreas came to me. I did not like him very much because had a studder and long nails. Andreas told me that he accidentally put Mickes note on the wrong bench. The right bench was Annikas bench. He asked if I could ask Annika to be Mickes girlfriend for him. I did. She said yes.