One time I went on a date with a boy. I honestly don't remember what we did. It was just your average date until on the way home he looked at me and said, "I want to dance with you." I replied laughingly, "What?" And he repeated, "I want to dance with you!"
On the next corner there was a church. We pulled into the parking lot, turned the stereo up and slowly danced around the parking lot. I remember knowing then that I would love this boy. And i did, for a long time. And even now, though our relationship ended some time ago, sometimes when I close my eyes instead of remembering all the pain that comes from losing your first love, I see a dark sky full of stars and a boy and a girl discovering how a dance can change everything. —Molly