My First Love

I've always believed in order to heal , you need time for yourself and that is what I gave myself , time . I was in my early teenage years , it was summer and everyone had planned on spending their summer holidays with their partners , I was the only one that wasn't involved in such things , yes the innocent one . My friends had planned on taking me on a blind date and guess what , I knew it won't work out because I wasn't talkative nor interesting but I did go because they insisted . A week later... I met this boy , he seemed to be interested in me and showed me how he cared about me but I felt like he was a bad boy but i continued going out with him under the word of " exploring " . He was so kind , he always made sure I felt good and comfortable . I started getting attracted to him , knowing very well he would break my heart . My mom has always warned me about boys , how they would use me then toss me like dirt afterwards but when it came to my Prince Charming , I didn't mind him tossing me like dirt because I would be his dirt , his trash , his treasure . Only If I Knew , I Would Have Saved Myself .