I’ve been reading an article about first’s and after a recent conversation I had, the memory of my first kiss came up. I want to share it, since it was perfect and it happened 10 years ago this previous week. How can I remember that? Why do I know that? Well we all never really forget that first kiss, or that person that gave us that first kiss. I know it happened the week of my 17th birthday, he and I had been out that evening celebrating (with Starbucks and mall hopping, yes so cool.) At the time this boy* was my best friend, the one person in the world that knew everything about me from every scar to every upset, he was the one person I would spend hours into the night talking on my house phone with (this was after all 2002 and thank god text messaging was around) Any who, I had known that he had had feelings for me for a very long time, back then however I was shy (still am) but didn’t know how to react or really act around someone I liked. I wasn’t myself quite yet. So this kiss, well it’s everything a first kiss should be. I was just about to leave to go home it was almost 11 after all, we were sitting outside and I think inside I knew I was ready and that it was about to happen, I could tell he was nervous but he just went for it. There under this massive tree in the middle of the night, with perfect weather I got my frist kiss, from the person who deserved the most to give it to me and it was lovely. Although I haven’t talked to this person in well almost a decade I’ll never forget the night that he opened my eyes.
What was your frist kiss like? How old where you? Where you nervous?