Thursday, February 2, 2017

Day 09

Discuss your first love and first kiss

My first love and first kiss were two completely different people, which I think is beyond acceptable. To keep in chronological I will start with the first kiss. From an outside perspective it was completely perfect. In my world, it was nothing special. To make myself sound really old, it honestly feels like a different life. There were times where all the kids would roam around town with friends, significant others, family, anyone. This was one of those times, just roaming with friends in the dark, kids thinking they own the street, thinking they could flirt with each other. It was summer and it was a rainy day, but not yet raining, just a nice mist. Near the fourth of July people would shoot off fireworks for weeks and this night was no exception. Strolling down a backroad in the mist while off in the next town over fireworks shot off in the background. And there it was, first kiss, something the sims makes seem like it is the biggest most important thing in the world. Nothing, there were no internal fireworks, no floating into the air in a spin of glitter, the sims lied. With that it made me less nervous about everything, we are all just regular people and it is all just regular stuff, no need to be worried.

Onto the first love. I am very picky about the word love because to me it a serious thing. I feel if you love someone, no matter what you do, deep down somewhere in you, you don't get to stop loving them. Although I think love is naive and blind I can only say that because I have felt it before. My first love was someone I was completely comfortable around, someone I could fight with, someone who I considered to be my best friend. He was someone that constantly pissed me off and made me smile at the same time. He was someone that I could be talking to 24 hours of the day and still have things to talk to him about. He was someone that I stayed up all night texting, someone I was happy to wake up to next to. He was someone I trusted. To love someone is to want to be with them.
Remember how I had said that you will always love someone if you loved them once? With that I mean that I loved him then, the person I was then loved the person he was then and there is not anything in the entire world that can change that. The new me and the new him are completely different but the love is still with the people we were.


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