Mi Primer Amor -

I remember the small things more than the big ones. Not the grand gestures, but the way the afternoon sun caught their hair during fifth period. The sound of their laugh from across the hallway before I even saw their face. The gravity that pulled me toward them in a crowded room without my permission.

We were wrong. But those mistakes were necessary. Mi Primer Amor

So tonight, raise a glass to yours. Whether they are still a friend, a stranger, or just a beautiful memory tucked away in a dusty corner of your mind. Thank them for the lesson. I remember the small things more than the big ones

There is a before and an after in everyone’s life. The line is usually drawn by a name. A face. A single moment when the world shifted from black and white to technicolor. The gravity that pulled me toward them in