There is no way I would ever be able to forget my first crush. Some may say its because I am still young, but I say its because he was so unforgettable. Tall and slim, with such dark chocolate hair, and deep piercing brown eyes, he was not a bad looking boy. Not only that, but he was nicer than most of the other boys I met in town.
I was only 14 at the time, and he was 2 years older then me, which made trying to talk to him really difficult. I was already nervous and the hot august weather that made me perspire, didn't assure me much. Yet I was determined that I would at least make my presence know, and so I threw together all the courage I had and made my way over to talk to him. He was nice, but sadly I didn't see him again after that day.