Tree sap

I've never been in love.

At least not in a romantic sense.

Or at least not as far as I know. 

I think I've wanted to be.

But that's a dangerous game to play in high school.

It is arguably the biggest investment that you can make at this age, and it's on someone just as blindly foolish as you are.

You find someone just as madly lovestruck and vulnerable as you and walk aimlessly down a pathway neither of you know.

You expose yourself, hand them a loaded gun, and hope for the best.

You trust them like you trust your own mother

Don't get me wrong. 

I've thought about it plenty, and realized it's not worth the pain I would likely endure.

I've only ever kissed four girls, only one was really real though.

My first.

I remember it more vividly than yesterday.

A cold winter night, sweaty palms, adrenaline pumping through every vein in my body.

So much led up to it, and it was over in the blink of an eye.

Her lips were soft like an over ripe peach.

She closed her eyes, I closed mine, and there it was.

The over-hyped first kiss.

And then she cut me off like a bad habit.

This is turning sappy.

But thats just how love is, isn't it?