Wednesday, January 25, 2012

My First Kiss #5


My blog before this one where I discuss my favorite songs, “How to Save a Life” was one of them and really quick is was because it reminds me of someone I lost.  My first kiss is all thanks to one of those people that I lost.
Tim was my cousin, he was five years older than me and if I could grow up to be anyone during that time frame it was him.  His parents had money and he had some style.  Always dressed cool listened to the right kind of music and the ladies loved him.  I was fifteen and one of my friends asked me to go on a blind date with him.  Tim was over at my house and he decided to help me get ready for my first blind date, and probably my first real date.  I was a bit shy growing up so I didn’t know what to do but I had an end result that I hoped would happen.  I conveyed these feelings to Tim obviously with the footnote of “if she is cute” and that I wanted to kiss a girl.  He got me to where Levis, t-shirt, and a sports jacket.  An outfit I have never put together and asked him “sports coat, really?”  He proceeded to tell me that if the girl at only point in the night puts her hands in your sports coat you will get what you want.  I didn’t understand but he just gave me the “trust me.”
So we went on the date and I will just fast forward to the part that matters for this piece.  We went to the park at the end of the night.  The girl was cute and I had hopes.  She sat on the steps to the slide as we were talking.  I stood a little closer and then BOOM her hands went in my sports coat pocket.  My heart raced and I couldn’t believe it, was this really happening.  One of my greatest regrets of childhood happened next, the mood was right, she did as Tim said, and I chickened out.  Didn’t dare to go for it.  We talked all the way home even held hands, mentally kicking myself the whole drive to her house.  Finally we got to her house and I walked her to the door.  She asked if I wanted to step inside just for a bit.  I agreed and did, her hands again went in my pocket and this time I leaned forward and went for it.  So why am I disappointed that it happened there instead of the park.  If you are a guy you probably know the answer.  I miss my best friend and cousin Tim.  Rest in peace. 457

4 comments:

  1. I love stories that point out that guy's can be just as nervous as the girl, especially when the guy is expected to make the first move. I am very sorry to hear about the loss of your cousin, and i enjoyed your story that had a great memory of him.

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  2. Your story made me smile. I was having a stressful day at work and jumped online during lunch to read some of our classmates blogs. I would agree with Kenz, it is a good reminder that boy can be as nervous as the girls in dating. Good story!

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  3. I am glad me being a wuss made you two smile =)

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  4. Man I think we've all wussed out once or twice. I can still remember a few of them unfortunately. Those are awesome moments and make for awesome stories.

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