My First Love

Before I begin I want to let you all know the significance of this piece. I keep some of my notebooks from college and I came across my "Print Effective Writing" notebook, lol. In that notebook I found this descriptive piece I wrote ten years ago called "My First Love". This was my freshman year at Lehman College and that's when my love of affair with writing began. Here it goes!


When he smiles he shows me the inner child he once was. So carefree and full of joy! His slanted glassy eyes reminds me of a cat looking around suspiciously for danger.

Whenever we're together I feel like a chatty school girl all over again. His overwhelming generosity has a way of melting my heart like a burning a candle.

It's the way his peanut butter smooth hands feel when he touches my rough dish washing hands, or the when together when our palms sweat as if we're under stage lights.

The anxiety of seeing him makes me feel like I'm having a sugar rush! He makes my heart thump as if a nail were being hammered into it.

I despise the thought of us being apart like a Freddy Krueger nightmare.

It is because of him I now know what it is to be in love!