I was 16. He was there. He had this aura that I never felt before. He was all that I could think of. At that time I was single. Me and boys, ha… I mean I had crushes but nothing like this. He was different. He actually liked me back. I know it’s hard to believe but he liked me back. I was even shocked.
Me have a boyfriend? At that time, I wasn't pressed like most girls. I focused on having fun and that didn't involve dating. I like the idea of it but didn't press the situation. He and I became we and I loved it.
1st date. 1st love...1st kiss.
My first kiss by my first boyfriend who unfortunately wasn't my first. Ha. He gave me butterflies, he made me laugh, he made me feel special and most importantly, he broke my heart. He made me feel like I wasn't worth him like we didn't match. But in everyone's eyes we were perfect. We worked.
Obviously I was oblivious to a quick destruction. I learned that day that I could hurt. I could break down. I couldn't have a happy ending, at that time. It honestly scarred me, sad to say. I never fell that hard, never wanted to.
I realize today that you have to face these trials in order to get to your happy ending. You are entitled to choose what works for you. Your 1st doesn't have to be your last and for that I thank him.
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most of us have that 1 person we should have
Would you still call him your first love or puppy love?
Most definitely. We are very good friends, even until this day.
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