This is a work of fiction.
It was love at first sight for me.
Oh yes, what would a 23 year old know about love? A lot actually. Just because you are young doesn’t mean you don’t know the meaning of love.
I’ve been lied to, been cheated on, have been treated like I was a piece of shit. But I moved on. Each time, a stronger and better person. Because I know, I am a good guy.
How did we meet? Ah, at the local grocery store. We used to wind up at the same store at the same time and I finally got the guts to strike up a conversation with her. We became good friends. We met for coffee, went out for movies, and then finally – drinks.
I did not intend to kiss her in the cab. No, I didn’t.
The entire evening was perfect. She was perfect, with her sunny smile and beautiful eyes. Some women are just so…god damn it. I was barely holding it together.
” I don’t date younger guys.” – She had repeatedly told me.
Hence the surprise when she kissed me back. Molten chocolate mixed with her breath which reeked of alcohol…she tasted divine and for that one night, I knew she would be mine.