The first kiss. 

It was wet, as I remember and quick. I wished it would've lasted much longer. We ,both in the same class in the same vocational school, hardly got a moment to ourselves and I love him. So after earlier in the day pouring out my heart to him. We hugged and in the mix of awkward teenage hormones and emotions we shared a benevolent kiss. His lips were so soft and appealing to mine. He was quite warm, and the kiss was 100% consensual. It was one of the best moments of my life. I will remember it forever.

In all my awkward splendor the kiss was not quite normal for me. It made my body physically tremble. I've never been in love before ,in all my seventeen years, I'm incredibly afraid of not doing this right and messing it up. It's atypical of me to be the one who's happy. I actually am normally the one who's incredibly depressed. This is an odd feeling, love, its unanylized and gargantuan. But I like it.