6 word love stories
I wasn't sure. He was sure.
Boy. Girl. Best friends. Lovers. Parents.
Met in leftist group; felt right.
Went hiking. All downhill from there.
You're pregnant. I'm sterile. Calling lawyer.
Red hair, brown eyes, weak knees.
In the morning, she made pancakes.
He's gay? Who knew? Not me.
Note to self: No more surfers.
I do. I did. I don't.
Met, loved, married 46 years. Alzheimer's.
Loved her then, love her now.
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