Seth and I met in fifth grade, but he didn’t love me
until last summer. Even now, I am aware that his love
for me is conditional.
Condition 1:
Sex. It sounds cliché, and maybe it is, but I am
aware of how important sex is in our relationship. It’s okay with
me; I love it. I love to be with Seth. It didn’t hurt, much, the first
time, and it’s gotten better since then.
Condition 2:
I don’t call him. Now, this might sound sort of
crazy—not to be able to call your boyfriend—but it’s not like
that. I mean, it’s not like he’s ever
said
not to call him. I used
to call him, at first, but it didn’t take too many times before
I figured out that the Seth who called
me
was way more fun
than the Seth I called.
Condition 3:
We never talk about Apollonia Corado.
