Not the last

She looked good, infact she looked great! She had her hair neatly made up. She looked like an angel, she was all i had my eyes for. The walk she walked, and the smile she smiled, I was slipping and sliding in my tracks, I was walking to keep pace with her, I was stopping to avoid catching up with her. I was awed by her, I was frightened of her. She was sitting by the water-drained swimming pool, looking into the pool, if it had held water the pool would have reflected her beautiful face, enabling me to stay behind her and yet catch a glimpse of her, but now i had to take the chance. I did not know what was getting to me, but this was amazing, i was dying to get a glance at her but petrified of getting one from her. Such courage had never come over me, i walked right up there and sat beside her. She smiled at me, god! heaven! what a face! what eyes! she looked at the others and what they were doing, and quite suddenly she said "Lets dance" and yes, we danced, ball dancing in an empty swimming pool. In no time we were in love.

That was in LKG, we lasted till UKG, after which we had to part, higher studies had beckoned me. First love. And by no means the last.