Your first love was probably when you were young right? My first love was when I was 13. He was so beautiful. The darkest skin reminding me of the color of coal with the thickest lashes that I’d ever seen. I was smitten. He was the sweetest boy that I’d ever met.
You remember my past right? Painful. So, falling in love with this young boy was both special and scary at the same time. How? He gave me his 13 year old heart and I didn’t know it at the time. You see he didn’t know that I was already damaged goods and that my first love, my dad, had shaped my disbelief in the male race already. He didn’t know that I was my father’s daughter and therefore incapable of accepting love for what it was. I loved my first, but only as a child at 13 was capable of loving someone.
A Thomas Point of View 
I remember random crushes but no one that came for me. I was afraid of rejection my entire school age years that I never even tried. My first boyfriend was my abusive ex and we meet my senior year of high school.
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Young love is indeed a powerful thing. It showed that we were capable of loving with what we had during that point of time in our lives.
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Aww I resonate so much with this post!
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Powerful and touching. Great post. Visiting from #momsterslink
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Thank you.
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I will always wonder why girls fall for boys at such young ages. I hope to keep my two locked in the house until at least 25. Good read…sorry about the broken heart…thank you for sharing with # monsterslink. Hope to see you again today!
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