I look into the soft blue eyes of the first man that I have ever dared to love with all my heart. I feel as if I have known him for eternity, as if we were destined to be. Did he know how much I cared for him? How much I would do for him? Every brush of his fingers makes my heart melt. Every kiss ignites a fiery passion, a desire deep in my heart. And when he holds me in his arms and tells me that he'll always be mine, I can't help but to smile in my joyful bliss. How could he ever love me so fiercely? How could I be without the other half of my soul? They say that it is only first love; that the effects wear off, but I know that our love will last.