Tiny Love Story

One Summer Day

He walked into biology freshman year and I knew then. A year later, he knew too. We are different, but we talk through our differences and laugh afterwards. He admires my motivation, and I his. We connect through shared interests and dreams. My favorite day we’ve ever shared was when we took a trip to Chicago one summer day, our only plan being to spend the whole day there. We laid in parks, ate salads, drank tea, walked 10 miles, rode a boat on the river, stumbled upon a Maggie Rogers concert, met up with his mom and sister for dinner, and fell even deeper into love than we already were.

xoxo, AIS