Years ago, I made the decision to move to Georgia into my dad and step moms place. I was tired of Kentucky, I was tired of always hating my mom, so I went to live with dad. So my dad and step mom lived in a trailer park. I knew a few of them from going to Georgia on summer vacations, but this time I was there for good. Anyways.... School was getting ready to start and I was excited because that meant more time with friends and one of those friends happen to be a boy named Dylan H. I knew him from around the trailer park, mainly because his trailer was right behind my grandmothers trailer. Anyways, Dylan was breath taking. He had dark dark chestnut hair and the brightest blue eyes, that reminded of Ponce De Leon Springs crystal clear waters. Dylan and I had a lot in common, but the thing I liked the most was the he was in band with me. I liked the fact he shared interest in music. From a girl who been in choir since kindergarten to the day I graduated it was perfect. The more I got to know Dylan, the more I realized I have grew feelings for him. I knew tho that my father would no let me date. So I was scared to say anything to him. But, one day Dylan asked me out. And of course I said yes. I would have been stupid not to. Dylan was everything to me. For the most part we kept our relationship on the down low so my dad wouldn’t find out. We would hold hands and I would rest my head on his shoulder on the bus rides home. He was always so gentle and sweet. Made me laugh. One day, we was holding hands as we got off the bus, as we usually did because it was like 15 of us getting off at one stop, but that was a mistake, my dad was there that day waiting. He saw me and Dylan holding hands and embraced each other with warms hugs as we went to walk to our houses. I was mortified. My step sister was teasing me because we got busted. My dad was pissed. I remember the car ride to the store, he telling me that I shouldn’t be dating, specially Dylan H. That he was no good, that no boys are worthy and shouldn’t be trusted. I remember begging dad not to force me to break up with him that I really liked him. Somehow I pulled it off and date said fine. He wasn’t happy by any means. Well, since dad now knew about Dylan and I, Dylan asked me out on a date, to go skating. It took convincing, but I got to meet Dylan there. There was a few of our friends there too. That night was magical, because that was the night I got my first kiss. Not the way I wanted to because our friends were chanting at us to kiss, but it was perfect because it was with him. Not realizing the time because Dylan had his arms wrapped around me and my head buried in shoulders just taking in the moment, the most embarrassing thing happened, my dad tapped in my shoulder and was furious and told me it was time to go. I hurried up and said goodbye and that’s when I got grounded. He said touching and I had disobeyed luckily he didn’t know about the kiss. He still to this day doesn’t know who my first kiss is. Anyways a few months have passed and Dylan just dumped me. I was heart broken. That’s when I dated his best friend to win him over, it worked, and I feel bad for his friend cause he really liked me, but I wanted Dylan. Once dad found out that we was back together, he moved us to Florida. It was goodbye Dylan! We would talk on the phone a lot. And that’s when I told him I was moving back to Kentucky to be with my mom. And not just because of mg dad but because something traumatizing happened to me. Me and Dylan talked daily....then weekly...then not at all. Dylan was my first love. And to this day I still have dreams about him. I wanna reach out but we had a following out a few years ago and he now has me blocked on everything. All I want to do is ask how he is doing?! Know how is baby is doing?! i don’t know why he appears in my dreams, and quit often, but he does. It melts my heart every time. And Dylan if you see this, I still care.