Aaron was my first love. We met in high school. I was a sophomore and he was a senior. He left Chicago to study at Stanford and we held a long-distance relationship for two years before I came out to California to study at the University of California at Santa Cruz.
Before that time, we traveled back-and-forth to see each other often. Instead of going to my high school prom, I went to Palo Alto to stay with him.
Mid-way through my freshman year at UCSC, I fell in love with another boy. We took a last-minute secret trip to Paris, which sealed it. Immediately upon returning, Aaron and I broke-up.
Today he remains a very good friend, and I will always love him like family.


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