My first love

…I’m putty in your hands
Im under your spell
You send me spinning

You pull me in close,You throw me away
I keep coming back like a boomerang.
You tell me to go,You beg me to stay.
I keep coming back like a boomerang
Round and Round and Round and back again.
Round and Round and Round and back again.

Thanks Plain White T’s! That was just what I needed to kick this off!

I always knew she was out there.  There was this mystery about her, the unknown, the rumor of her beauty, but her magnetism was legendary. (Come on, how did you NOT expect mine to be a sapphic affair.)

My first time I was to meet her, I was beside myself with anticipation. Would she be everything I had hoped? What if I fell in love with her and had to return home? I knew she couldn’t come with me. I was almost not wanting to meet her. What if she DIDN’T live up to my dreams?

But she did. She was beautiful, more beautiful than I could imagine. Full of energy, bursting with desire to do more, always creative. She welcomed me with open arms. She didnt shy away from my differences, expected me to accept her, just as she was. 

Sure, she wasn’t always sunny. Some days she left me in a fog but she was always up for an adventure.

As we got to know each other, I discovered that I was getting to know myself. Amazing thing, this first love.

I knew the day would come when I would have to say goodbye. Time to face the music, face reality, and move on.  But when I left, I left my heart.

I left my heart in San Francisco.


Come on, I needed to have some fun.  And it is true, I love this city and feel her pull every day.  I was inspired by this week’s Red Writing Hood prompt: Write a short first-person story about your first love, or write a short fiction piece about a character’s first love.

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