I Was a Silly Girl

I was about 13 then. Just a child. I was at a wedding party. I met there the first boy in my life I had a body contact with. I don't know why I was so stupid that I let him kiss me. He wasn't my type. He wasn't handsome, he drank and he smoked. And we didn't know each other.

I think that I was so curious and I just couldn't wait. I wanted to be loved and to love someone. It wasn't love of course. He wanted me. He needed someone. But it wasn't love that he wanted from me. I think that maybe I believed that it was love...

This first kiss isn't my favourite memory, I must tell. It was disgusting. I regret that I couldn't wait just a bit longer. At the age of 14 I met a wonderful boy. It could have been so great if he would have been the first one to kiss me in my life. It was very good of course: the first kiss from him.

But the other guy stole the magic of my real first kiss, the very first kiss of my life. So this second first kiss wasn't heaven. Almost heaven. There are things that you'll always regret till you live.
dreamygirl dreamygirl
31-35, F
Aug 17, 2007