AN: Day 26! I apologize ahead of time for the angst. Next one will be fluffy I promise! Special thanks to livbuk1900, The T.M. and free4hmax for the awesome reviews as always =D
The First Time
The first time I met you I thought you had somehow stumbled out of my dreams. Brown silken curls bouncing over your shoulders and along your collarbone as you throw your head back in laughter. The first time I made you laugh I knew that's what I wanted to spend the rest of my life doing.
The first time our hands touched I knew I would fall for you. My pulse resounded in my ears, sounding like an ocean rushing through my brain and I hoped you didn't notice my hand trembling as you shook it in greeting. I wasn't sure how I was going to spend so much time with you in glee when I could barely introduce myself I was so transfixed by your beauty. If you noticed my apprehension you didn't say anything, just gave me that smile I would become addicted to and treated me like your new best friend.
The first time I performed a solo and you told me I was perfect (even when we both knew that my voice broke) is when I knew I loved you. All the anxiety and fear I had when I was up there disappeared when I saw your face smiling up at me, hand stretched out to meet me as soon as you could. As I walked into the wings of the stage and our fingers slowly entwined I knew as long as I held on I would never have anything to worry about. And the way you looked at me told me you felt the same.
The first time we kissed I felt my heart soar as all the emotions I had been keeping pent up flowed out of me and into that kiss. Your soft lips moving smoothly against mine made my head spin and I grabbed your waist if for nothing more than to support myself as my legs turned to jelly.
The first time we made love I knew I had to spend the rest of my life with you. The way our bodies moved together in a perfect rhythm, complimenting each other in a beautiful harmony that could never be repeated by another. Sweet melodies dancing through the air that couldn't be written by anyone but us as we danced together in the night.
The first time you broke my heart was when you left on nothing more than empty promises and forgotten whispers of devotion. I should have known you wouldn't come back when you found the life you always wanted in the land of glitz and glamour. I should have known the light I put you in could never hold up to the hot bright lights of Broadway. I would think about you always and when I would think of you I felt a great emptiness in my heart that was only felt when you are away.
The first time (and every time) I dreamt of you it was always about the first time we met. When admiration was untainted and hopefulness unstained. I would dream about when I used to think that we would be together forever and cry for what was and could have been. I cried for the foolishness of my heart and I cried because I hated you for leaving me.
The first time I admitted you weren't coming back was the last time I cried for you. But not the last time I thought of you.