My first love? I don’t know. Define love. The most overwhelming feeling, the typical stuff they say you feel when you’re in love, like finding it hard to sleep because reality is finally better than your dreams, when you eat, breathe and live just cause he exists, the most beautiful yet confusing feeling. Is that love?

I must say I only felt that twice. First would be when I was 16. He was two years older, and yeah. I really don’t feel like going into detail.

Funny thing though, my first kiss was not with him. It was after we had broken up, and the guy was my supposed ‘friend with benefit’. It was a disaster, things were moving too fast, I got scared and it hardly lasted more than 10 seconds. Disaster.