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First Love

We met through a sport. That's the way it always happens, isn't it? You stand next to a person for weeks, and then suddenly you look over and see them standing there. That's the way it was for us. I looked over, and he smiled, and I could tell that he'd been waiting for me to look for a long time. I'm sorry to say that I didn't have to courage to walk over to him, but thankfully he walked over to me. He was tall, with black hair and brown skin. One brown eye had a half-moon scooped out of his iris. He smiled a crooked smile, one side of his mouth pulling up further than the other. That was all it took. I was head over heels for him. We began emailing, and talking about our likes and dislikes. I was hesitant, and I didn't tell him how much I was in love with him. Many months later, he finally asked me if I loved him. Elated, I couldn't think of anything to say, other than yes. I asked him the same, and I felt I could have flown around the world when he answered of course. He would hold me close when we were together, and whisper in my ear how much he loved me. I couldn't believe that he did, for it seemed like there were infinite number of other girls more worthy of him than me. But, impossible as it seemed, he did love me. Our first kiss was my first kiss ever, and I could have stopped time and stayed forever in that moment. We had 6 perfect months together. Yes, I know you say that nothing can be perfect, but those months were. If was as though the world revolved around him and me. After 6 months however, I could feel that we were drifting apart. After a night spent in tears, I finally convinced myself to let him go. I could see how much my words the next day hurt him, and my heart shattered. We both agreed that it was too much to ask to remain friends. And so, we went our separate ways, not talking, barely nodding our heads to each other in the street. Now, many months later, we've begun talking again. We've both changed, me more than him, but we're still relatively the same people we were before. Even though we've not together, he's said that he will always be there for me. I believe him, and I know that I couldn't have found a more amazing person to be my first love.

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