I just learned . . .
Feb. 6th, 2009 10:17 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
pegkerrthat the first boy who ever kissed me is dead.
I don't know the circumstances. Just a mention on his sister's Facebook page that he had passed away.
We weren't dating, it wasn't a thing, and I hadn't kept in touch in any way: just . . . he was someone I knew in high school and in church. We were in the summer drama program together, and I don't even really remember the circumstances. Just . . .we were in the costume room, and for some reason, at one point he laughed and kissed me and then bounced out of the room. He probably didn't think anything of it. He was just like that: funny and exuberant. But I was fourteen, and it was the first time anyone had done anything like that to me before.
I don't know the circumstances. Just a mention on his sister's Facebook page that he had passed away.
We weren't dating, it wasn't a thing, and I hadn't kept in touch in any way: just . . . he was someone I knew in high school and in church. We were in the summer drama program together, and I don't even really remember the circumstances. Just . . .we were in the costume room, and for some reason, at one point he laughed and kissed me and then bounced out of the room. He probably didn't think anything of it. He was just like that: funny and exuberant. But I was fourteen, and it was the first time anyone had done anything like that to me before.
