My first time held so many feelings. I was nervous, scared and so unprepared when I swore that I was. My first time started out slow because I guess I didn't want to jump the gun, but it felt like a heartbeat once it was done. My first tine was all I dreamed and all my nightmares combined, and it was something that was really hard to define. Because once you notice what's about to occur, you start to think of the things you once used to lecture. And once it's over and put to bed, you remember the things you said over and over in your head. About how you knew it was going to hurt the morning after and how you can't stop thinking about his laughter. And now I know that you start at the head but eventually it travels to heart, and that's when everything starts to fall apart. My first time, you know, falling in love, was like a dream. Great while it lasted, but slowly waking into reality wanting to scream.