A Memory

I remember climbing out her window. It was early, 7 am or so. We had slept together for the first time. My first time as well as hers. Though I was 18 and she was 15. It lasted all of five minutes. I don’t remember much about it other than I loved her and that we were both embarrassed and didn’t say much at that time. I don’t even remember what happened afterwards. [If we talked, or just lied there, or went to sleep] . But I do remember crawling out her window, jumping off the roof and sprinting across the lawn [you could see the front lawn from the kitchen of her parents house]. Then I remember that I turned, and I waved, and she was leaning out of the window, wearing a long white t-shirt, and she waved back. We were both smiling. I walked about ten metres and turned around. She was still watching me and she blew me a kiss.

Repeat every lifetime.

~ by Ian on April 17, 2007.