The Summer I'll Never Forget.My first kiss reminded me of what you would see in a sappy love story. I wouldn't't change it for the world though. I was 16 and he was 15. We had met each other Sophomore year in high school. I can safely say that he was my first love. We had been hanging out for a couple of months just as friends when we started to develop feelings for one another. He was and still is a very shy, quirky, and lovable type of boy. I guess you could say he was kind of the nerd of the group, but had the best sense of humor and laugh out of anyone I knew. He wasn't't the tall blond built tan surfer guy whatsoever- but that's what I loved about him. He always knew how to put a smile on someones face, especially mine. I knew I was in love with him because I didn't't have to pretend who I was. He was my other half.
Anyway back to my story. I think it was during the summer of 06'. (Can I just say that any type of romance that happens during the summer or even Spring is the best kind of romance? Especially during the evening when the sky's are clear, the air is warm, and the smell is spectacular.) I'll give you a visual image to show you what I'm talking about;
I don't live on a farm with sheep lol, but the sunset and the open field is definitely something I can relate to. Our first kiss was underneath this kind of sunset tucked away in a corner of an old elementary school down the street from his house. We had just been sitting there and making each other laugh for a while when a moment between us just kind of sparked. I think it was him who leaned in first and gave me a small soft peck on the lips. I was pretty surprised when he did it because we were both so shy- I didn't't think either of us were ever going to make a move. It was definitely a butterflies in the stomach kind of moment. The scenery was perfect, the atmosphere was perfect, my life then was pretty much perfect.
Fast forward 5 years later, my life with this boy was definitely a 500 Days of Summer roller coaster ride.- (if you've never seen that movie, I highly recommend you do.) If you have seen that movie, I'll admit that I did have my Summer Fin moments. I let something that I loved slip away from my fingers. I had so many opportunities to make it right, but I was too selfish to let this person keep my heart. I knew this day would come- having so much regret and heartache. As of now I havn't talked to this boy in 5 months. I think I broke his heart far too many times for him to keep in contact with me. If I could talk to the little 16 year old girl at that elementary school with the perfect life, I'd say to her, "Don't ever let him go. He's the best thing that's ever going to happen to you."
Every boy I've met so far takes me back to how much better my first love was. These new boys don't make me laugh the same way, smile the same way, or feel the same way. I'm back to pretending. It's weird because I never thought of myself to be the sappy romantic type. I'm kind of a tom boy. I like doing silly and goofy things and I don't really care much about drama and all that nonsense. But when you're in love, it doesn't't matter what your personality is like or what you wear. It's like an explosion of deep connection and happiness that overwhelms you. And when it's gone, your whole world goes black. I wish I had some color in my life again.
Sorry for how long this was, I would love to chat with people with the same emotions or experiences that I had!