I didn't even know what love us, just that I was somehow enchanted. I used to count our kisses. I think it was up to five, but don't really remember, most were on the cheek (it was only first grade). Once was on the wrist - I don't know why - with bright red lipstick that wouldn't go away. I was embarrassed and spent the day pulling my sleeve down to hide her lip prints.
One day she didn't want to play, and I didn't know why. I spent the next five years writing her secret love letters, but never again did we ever speak.