Whenever I reminisce on my first love experience, I find myself blushing over my childish attitude. To me it was love, to someone older, it was childishness and stupidity displayed by young lovers. Who didn't go through this phase? Beside in one of the drawers at home was an old letter I found written by my dad to my mum before they got married. There was this funny drawing of a heart and an arrow piercing through the middle of it and on it was written "I LOVE YOU" in uppercase, a symbol that represented love and commitment. Everyone, except for the case of an Eunuch, had these crazy memories of their first love relationship.
I was a very shy person when I was younger. The only place I found solemnity and courage to speak to a female was on social media. My knees would go cold and my body would shiver. I'd lose words to say and end up staring and looking funny anytime I tried to engage a female physically, so I resolved to do my talking online and I was a professional at that. It was on this social media, the platform "2go" to be specific that I met my first love. It felt so real, nothing was more blissful than this and it was from hence that our imagination grew that we started to build a world of our own.
The concept of "I'll die for you, and I'll take a bullet for you" ended in our generation, thanks to music artists who sold us this idea and it felt genuinely true at that time. We continued to remind ourselves daily how dying was easy, and I was damn serious -oh, days of true love. I was the prince charming riding on a white horse, and she was my Cinderella and it seemed as if the world revolved around us alone, no other person existed.
My stupidity increased with time and at one point I told her I loved her more than God! 馃槀, I believe she was more religious than i was, it felt awkward to her but to me, it was the sweetest thing I have ever said. Where has that landed me after 3 years?. Anyways, she tried to talk me out of it but I stood on my ground- only because of a small first kiss and my brain stopped functioning. Oh, crazy things we say for kisses. Hahaha.
I didn't take my birthdays too seriously, but we all needed to stay awake till it was 12AM, on that day one marks his or her birthday just so we will be the first to wish each other a happy birthday. If I sleep off, I'll surely pay dearly if someone sends a wish to her first. I needed to be first in everything, first to ask her if she arrived safely after a journey, first to wish her a happy new month, etc. If I fall second, it becomes a crime. So in whatever I did, I needed to be first , I didn't see this as a stress, I can't remember where I got this energy from. Anyways, this crazy relationship where i loved her more than God lasted for three years, then she realized I was not the prince charming, I was one of the frogs, beside a Minister's daughter was way too classy for a poor boy like me.
