He Was The First Real Kiss
His name was Joey, we met in High school and he was crazy about me. I never expected to have a boyfriend and was afraid what my parents would say when they saw him. He had long hair but was always clean. He had a beard and mustache a little patchy but it was there. lol He didn't care that i was chubby, more to hug he said. And when he came to call, my dad loved him. He asked my father if he would object to him dating me.....ME? And so it was, right through the summer. We held hands, talked about all kinds of things. When he would come over my parents would 'leave us young folks alone' and leave the room so we could hang out. And when he kissed me for the first time, I felt warm and loved and special because that was all there was. Just a kiss and warmth in his eyes. No expectations, we never got that far. By the end of summer his mom took a job in another town 200 miles away. I cried and cried. I knew I would never find another like him...... I never did. We tried to stay in touch back then all we had were letters. No email, no phone calls because it was long distance. Eventually I lost him my letters were returned no longer at this address and no forwarding address available. I know he moved again and this time to Counsel Bluffs Iowa but nothing more. I have always wondered where he went and what happened in his life. I hope it was better than mine. I worked for a place once that had a search history but because he was a minor when he lived here in Iowa he was not in the history search.....too bad i would love to see him again. But having him in my life helped me to know it was possible to be loved and that was priceless.