I always thought good moments LAST forever. I LIVED for the moment – never looking back. Well, that might be a bit wrong. I also LIVED for the future. But all my obstacles – challenges – were now, in the present.
When I first laid my eyes on him… No, wait, that sounds cheesy. When I first met him, my LIFE changed. I don't know how it happened, hell, I don't know what happened, it just did. Butterflies in the stomach? Try harakiri – my stomach hurt, not fluttered.
And when – at that exact moment, when I first saw him – that that happened, I think I LOST something precious. What? Don't ask me. By what I'm saying, you should know. (No, I didn't LOSE my virginity. Right then.)
I considered running away – a first for me. But no. After the first apprehension my interest was piqued, and trying to overcome the new obstacle – whatever that was – I filled my mind (later soul and body) with him.
Thrill – I LIVE to have it – now LOST.
I LOATHED him. I LIKED him. I LOVE him. He turned my world upside down. The thrill, the passion; he is my reason. Yes, LUST is essential too. When did he take all my firsts? It was not on only occasion. It seemed like he was eating a parfait – leave the best till the end.
But it didn't happen so soon – he wasn't aggressive at first, which is a good point. I think. I LENT him my racket – he LOOKED after Karupin – I LEANED on him while sleeping – he LAY his head on my lap – something LINKED us together.