WhiteRose
Com-passionate flower
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When I was 17
with my best friend's brother who I'd known for five years and had a mutual (though unspoken) crush for most of that time. He'd been very patient and outwaited several of my bf's and didn't declare his attraction until after I'd moved away. We kept writing each other until I had the chance to visit them again. It was on his bed after he serenaded me with his bass guitar, and I'll be forever happy that my first time was with a real friend, someone I cared about and who cared about me and had seen me grow up over a number of years and who had seen me at my worst as well as my best and cared for me anyway.
Our time together was short and sweet without the trauma of a breakup since we were never really "together" and lived a thousand miles apart, so we knew from the beginning it would be just a brief special moment for us.
with my best friend's brother who I'd known for five years and had a mutual (though unspoken) crush for most of that time. He'd been very patient and outwaited several of my bf's and didn't declare his attraction until after I'd moved away. We kept writing each other until I had the chance to visit them again. It was on his bed after he serenaded me with his bass guitar, and I'll be forever happy that my first time was with a real friend, someone I cared about and who cared about me and had seen me grow up over a number of years and who had seen me at my worst as well as my best and cared for me anyway.
Our time together was short and sweet without the trauma of a breakup since we were never really "together" and lived a thousand miles apart, so we knew from the beginning it would be just a brief special moment for us.