young love.

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.