the first phone call... the first conversation... that was not the right moment.
the first time voices connected... that was the right time.
the first date... not wanting it to end... driving home... i was consuming my own thoughts.
the first realization... i still remembering his prescense.
the first time hours passed... night passed... choosing his voice over much needed sleep.
the first time i looked into his eyes to make sure of my feelings...
the first touch and laugh from deep inside...
the first time i realized that i missed him...
the first time i realized that somehow... someway... i wanted to feel THE FIRST TIME again.
