Love Apple

Love Apple

“Girls are like apples…the best ones are at the top of the trees. The boys don’t want to reach for the good ones because they are afraid of falling and getting hurt. Instead, they just get the rotten apples that are on the ground that aren’t as good, but easy. So the apples at the top think there is something wrong with them, when, in reality, they are amazing. They just have to wait for the right boy to come along, the one who’s brave enough to climb all the way to the top of the tree…”

I am glad you were brave enough to climb to the top.

I remember when you gave me that cinnamon-scented apple back 2002. Not sure why I held onto it after we went our separate ways in 2005 … holding onto a piece of you I guess. I liked your reaction after we reunited in 2009 and you saw I still had it. A little reminder that I never stopped thinking of you. (It stills smells like cinnamon.)

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