I Loved Her First I Held Her First Lyrics Novels & Stories

"Strawberry kisses taste so good to me I feel dizzy due to this ticklish feeling My head is spinning, oh you're so sweet You are like the first time..." I sang while fixing my make up and hair in the mirror. "I don't know 'bout you But I get butterflies All of these feelings, these trembling hands First time, first time When I'm loving you I'm always satisfied Evеry moment with you is like first time..." I'm dancing as I walk to one of the cubicles, but I almost choked on my own screams at what I saw on the floor.

"You're the first person I've ever made love to, though." He felt her hands gently cover his arm where it enclosed her against him.

"...what?" "You're my first love."

Every sigh and cry was like music to my ears and when she finally told me she loved me as she came harder than I've ever seen her come, fireworks set off in my head. But it was okay. After all....I loved her first.

I tightened my hold on her as my heart pounded in my chest. She panted loudly, but seemed to be calming down a little. My heart broke when I heard the sound of her first sob. Her fingers ran through my hair, scraping down the back of my neck as she let herself cry. I stayed there, holding her as tightly as I could until she pulled at my shoulder. Only then did I move up and cover her body with mine. "I can't lose you. I hate this life without you," she mumbled, her beautiful lips swollen, her eyes filled with unmet need.

For a moment, the room is silent except for the distant hum of the city. “I imagined you waking up,” I admit quietly. “Every day, all day.” She doesn’t turn. “I thought I would be the first thing you saw. I thought I would pull you into my arms and you would complain that I was holding you too tightly.” My voice tightens despite myself. “I missed you. You were ten feet away from me and I missed you so much it felt physical... I love you” She stands slowly. Instinct makes me step forward. She lifts her hand slightly.

She sat on the floor, leaning into a wall, and continued her sobbing. She took the ring box she was still holding, opened it, took out the ring, placed it in her handkerchief, and tied it around her wrist. She threw the box out the window in a rage. She finally made sense of the past 20 hours. She screamed and scratched herself and finally said to herself, " I am all alone now... Matty left me... I am so angry... how can he leave me.... like this.... so early."

She whisper quietly looking down at her lap. I frown . I put the brown box aside and sit beside her on the bed holding her hand. " hey....listen you don't need to ever feel guilty or embarrasse about money or asking me something. Do you get it." I said softly looking at her eyes. " Because my love , the money , the empire that I built , its all because of you. Because I want to spoil you so much. I don't fucking care if you don't remember me and my love , all I want is you by my side. You never have to be embarrass about not able to reciprocate my feelings, I am fine with it but don't ever force yourself."

Keitha found herself accidentally being seen by the other person and rumbled softly for a few hours, clearing her throat trying to neutralize her embarrassment. "Nothing. Just casually looking at you." Keitha only forced her mouth to answer, but it was the same word "accidentally" that caused her to be told backwards by someone. "I know I'm beautiful, people love me a lot. I think you've seen that too, but you don't need to look so openly, especially with a look that looks like you want to kill me there. Outsiders look at me and think I've done something terrible."

She has dreamt of this day, fantasised an unholy amount of times about it, lived it in her head for so long but never did she believe the day would come. Her heart explodes with so much joy, it can only be expressed in shock and the tears coming out of her eyes. She opens her mouth to reply but her lips just quiver and she cannot find the words. Tatum kneels and holds her arms, gently pulling it against his pounding heart, his grey eyes completely sullen yet full of passion as they reflect the warm light hanging above them.