The way it should be

First love... pfft what a load of rubbish! When I was younger I used to think to myself, I can't wait to get my first love I bet it'll be magical, first kiss, first time. Well i got that first love, and i lost it. In fact it fucked me over. Isn't that just great?

Well anyway, I'd just turned 16 and I'm not going to lie, I hadn't had a boyfriend yet at all. Of course Mum and Dad were pleased because they knew I wouldn't be out sleeping with any guy that would whisper sweet nothings in my ear. Then it happened,I fell for this 'incredible' hot guy. He lured me in with the whisper my mother warned me about, 'I love you.' He cheated on me in the end so i'm guessing that whisper was also a load of rubbish just like love. I haven't had a boyfriend since so i'm pretty sure I'm tainted, poisoned by the lack of love I received in the first place. Or maybe this guy has turned me into a cynical bag of angriness. Either way, I won't be sharing a kiss with any guys any time soon.

I'm not going to pretend that the love that I shared with this guy was all bad, because it wasn't. Sometimes when he lay a kiss upon my lips my legs crumbled and my whole body gave in, I guess that must be love eh? Who knows. I certainly do not have a clue which is why I'm writing this little story to reach out to anyone else who may be thinking the same things as me. Love is a many splendid thing... in the words of Elton John.

I will never regret my first love even after I've completely slated it's very existence but I will tell you this maybe, just maybe I should just start dating women.

No wait... that's not me, that's just these crazy hormones reeking havoc on my mind again. Sorry readers, must dash got a bunch of feminist literature to read, god i've turned into the very kind of woman I used to hate.