I had my first “girlfriend” in the sixth grade. Which also came with it, my first “jealous” experience. And jealousy is one heck of an emotion to experience, especially if it involves your girlfriend and best friend flirting.
I lifted my head slowly, ashamed of my tears. My eyes caught the attention of the window as a bird flew by as if to tell me that if there was a moment to reflect, now was the time.
With the reality that at the end of our lifetime, the most significant thing we look to is the people around us. It would, therefore, make sense that we would have the best time of our lives with others.