Many years of education and no one taught us how to love. Our parents practiced Storge love with us, but we grew up to realize that there is more to the feeling called love.

For me, my first sexual experience wasn’t out of pure love; rather it was perhaps out of loneliness. I look back now and wonder what I was thinking. Then I had my first actual relationship and no matter how I tried – and believe me I did try – it just didn’t click. It felt too casual so I wondered, if this wasn’t a sibling or parent-to-child type of love (Storge) and the connection didn’t feel right (even the sex) then what was I feeling? I realized it was Philia; the friendship bond. So, we went back to being friends.

Sometime in the future, I was faced with my beloved. I still grin from ear-to-ear at how awkward our first meeting was. We were roommates for a couple of months but I was too scared to express how I truly felt. Hey, don’t blame me, I’m new at this stuff. Besides, remember my first line, no one taught us how to love.

And no one needed to, because when you are faced with your real first love everything will feel right. From the connection clicking to the exciting friendship, to the awesome sex. Distance wouldn’t feel like much of a burden cause you’re both willing to take that journey just to see each other any time, any day. Moving in with each other wouldn’t seem so scary. Well, it might be difficult at first but you’ll both figure it out together. For every fight or argument, you’ll always look forward to the beautiful makeup. You will find yourself writing a long paragraph about it. But words still cannot express the feelings I have for my first love.

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