The “L” word
Recently I realized I was in love. She’s beautiful, fun, down for anything and we have been together for almost six years. I know it’s love because she hurts me about 80% of the time that I’m with her, but my feelings never change. If I could, I would spend all day of everyday with her, but it’s too hot out and I have other responsibilities. She’s always waiting for me to come home and pick her up, even though sometimes I go weeks without touching her. She will never leave me because she’s my skateboard, and I will never leave her either because like I said, it’s love.















