My Lost Love
I envy those who know what they want at an early age. I remember when I was in high school, I had so many crushes, that I could not see my love right in front of me. His name was Geren. Geren was a handsome young boy. He was in my biology class. We sat together in the third row along with our friend Derrick. At the time, I did not know I was in love with Geren, because I so infactuated with another guy named Wayne in our class. I should have known better, Geren was so easy to talk to. He could be cynical at times, but his humor overshadowed it.
We talked about our families, basketball games and even a little politics. But I spent most of our time talking about Wayne and Geren just listened. Geren and I came from a family of three children. If I stand corrected, we both were middle children. I remember the story he told me about how his grandmother taught him to swim. I laughed so hard and in brief moment, i forgot about Wayne. It made me take another look at Geren.
It is a shame, that it took 20 years of after thought or daydreaming to realize how much Geren meant to me. I agree that "youth is definitely wasted on the young". I credit my losing out on my lost love due to my family moving away, and just plain naivete.
People may say you're too young to know about love. I think it's not true. The best love is innocent love.