Day 19 Discuss your first love.
by a. noelle
I don’t remember my first love’s name, but I know that I loved him dearly. My half-sister was the one who introduced us to each other; I took to him immediately, and he to me. Wherever I went, he followed, usually lagging a bit behind as I was an excitable child with fast legs. We often took naps together, and I would always wake up cuddled against him, drooling on his front. I liked to chew on his ears, and he didn’t mind; at least he didn’t say. Actually, he rarely said anything, content to just sit by my side and watch over my antics. He had the sweetest smile.