Crazy Love

This might be one of my favorite things, this strip. It’s young, crazy love. And fun. So much fun. No social media then, in the bygone days. No kids, either. I kissed Robbie for the first time when I was 14 years old. He wasn’t technically my boyfriend until I was nearly 20. Our first real date after I moved back from Washington, when he decided he didn’t want to see me date anybody else ever again and I decided he was the luckiest man alive, was to Singles, the movie. We had dates before that, but never more than one consecutive, never committed to each other for more than that one night kind of thing. We were high school “scammers” not technically “sweethearts.”

We were each other’s in-betweeners. Since 1987.

Funny thing is there are so many ways to tell this story, but the truth is we always came back to each other. Since I was 14 years old. And that’s pretty near forever.

Cuz now we are old. With old, beautiful sometimes once in awhile crazy love. 🖤

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