2.5 years ago i sat at the bar of a legendary steakhouse with a boy.
that boy would later become my boyfriend and he would later move to indiana and we would later buy a home and make a life.
aren’t the bars of old school steakhouses the best?
i sat there, ordered a champagne (probably because i was feeling bubbly already) and i was served the most beautiful grown-up juice box.
those little pink cans will always hold a special place in my heart.
so will he.
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