Experience of Love

The first time I ever, ever fell in love was my ride on a bus She was so small with blond hair, and blue eyes, I smiled She let me sit right beside her because I was small just like her I saw her unique qualities and never once questioned it At that age it was all innocence and it was very true Once we grew she and I went on our own way, she got big I stayed the same size and that was a change, weird I thought But I experience it again; I guess it was when I grew I grew a little bit bigger and I bulked up before the girls eyes I played sports and did a whole lot of exercise I remember the feeling I went through that day, she help me She held my feet to the grown as I did my sit-ups, up and down Coed was that day, and the day became months, she picked me She had brown hair at that time, and green blue eyes She was smiting over me, as I remember her standing by my side She rubs my shoulder as if to get my attention and she did Then we grew apart, because she moved away I had many doubts about love, those days it was hormones Kicking wild and fearlessly out, boys freak out I just could not understand, why is this happening to me Then the education came and it all explained, I always turned red Every time a girl passed my heart raced, awe! I focused on sports That made it better, but in all sports there girls in them, Oh! No! The feeling came again when I was assigned to a team Co-Ed She frolicked around me to show her worth and giggled Like I had asked her to do such a thing, but she knew She hung on me around the track, and sat by me by the bus I tried to ignore her and she looked at me and laughed She joined this club with friends, pointing at me He's my boyfriend, I did not know I had been claimed Her eyes brown just like mine, and hair that’s black She fought girls away, she was possessive And one day she left, I got a letter saying bye She was moving to a different state, no feeling of no regret My teenage years I was asked to go to a dance I ignored her and days she asked me out Oh! Boy! She was not going to give up Another dance came and I was cornered in the gym by her friends They gave me a note to meet her by the elementary school By the gate, don’t be late they said, through rain, through hail I road my bike into town, I was soaked and cold, but their she was By the gate this skinny teenage girl, same as me very wet The sun came out and we played in park, got dried and time passed With no regret we met several times and she became my first kiss