First Love, First Fall

Cast your mind back and reconstruct those formative years…. wasn’t it strange how we got the attention of the opposite sex with playful abuse, She would hit me -playfully – wanting me to chase her, she would giggle and run away – I would catch her, hold her tight and the giggling stopped, but before I could kiss her (I guess I wanted to) she struggled free, hit me and ran away again. We continued this ritual for weeks, at least I remember it as weeks but in actual fact it was probably days.

Suddenly she stopped hitting me, I stopped chasing and the ritual was ended. She lived on a hill and so we could see each others bedrooms – after our parents banished us to bed we communicated by switching our bedroom lights on and off, we couldn’t bare to be seperated – together forever. We stroked each other, kissed each other and held hands wherever we went. One hot summer’s day we never let go and walking through town I suffered the cramp and the sweat between our palms for hours- terrified at the thought of letting her go – I often wonder if she remembers that day too. Then one day she decided she liked my friend more than me and his ‘girlfriend’ decided she liked me more than him, so they swapped us. I often wonder how that discussion went ๐Ÿ™‚

Of course this is all from memory and we know how deceitful he can be ๐Ÿ™‚

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About charliecountryboy

Carpenter and Carpentry Lecturer. Writer, musician. Curious about life and all those wonderful people in it.
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32 Responses to First Love, First Fall

  1. Beautifulโค๏ธ, as I was reading this…I thought I am waitching some bollywood movie (communication through lights).

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  2. Rakkelle says:

    This is such a cute story. I heard a similar story from my Ex, who got swapped out when he was 14 years old. ๐Ÿ˜‚

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  3. Carolyn Page says:

    Such a cute story, Charlie. Our teenager minds sure caused a lot of mayhem – probably for most of us! But, we get through. Well, most of us do. And we can identify with all the other teenager stories in one way or another… I guess it’s still happening today for the majority of teens. It’s marvelous how our stories are so closely connected.. ๐Ÿ™‚

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  4. Operation X says:

    I have often wondered (and will probably never stop wondering) why boys and girls tease each other when they like each other. I have never experienced this myself. I am nevertheless very intrigued by how bullying and love can be so intertwined for some girls and boys, and I think you described it very well in this blog post how that works.
    – Dyami Millarson

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  5. And all this time I thought memory was a she! ๐Ÿ™‚

    Beautiful and you brought it all back for me.

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  6. We too communicated with lights. Such fun moments๐Ÿ˜Š

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  7. Love the writing…and what can I say, thatโ€™s life ๐Ÿ™‚ hope it was successful swapping

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  8. Interesting to read about how your love story started; and the swapping. Thank God none of you was left in the cold.

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  9. Interesting, well written, painful…

    Nobody ever liked me enough to swap me, they just left.

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  10. Misha Bagga says:

    Such a beautiful post. Keep Glittering, love TGA by Misha
    ๐Ÿ‘โค๏ธ๐Ÿ˜Š

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  11. etiliyle says:

    ๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’ž

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