Because it was there, you know?

Because even if nothing ever comes of this, even if it's a road we won't travel, I want to remember that one moment, that first flutter-- when you came over, buzzed or almost drunk, and you were told that someone had made me cry, and you immediately demanded to know who it was and declared that you would beat them up. Without skipping a beat. Without even knowing who you wanted to fight. And we all laughed, because it was you against a very petite little girl, but I still felt that flutter. I want to remember it.

That was the first flutter.