The Firsts: Finding Love Beyond Expectations

My dating life was a disaster. I used to believe that the perfect romantic guy—the one who brings flowers, tampons, and does sweet things for his girl—only existed in movies. In real life, I thought guys were only after one thing: sex. That was, until I met him.

Though I had dated before, I kept my virginity, waiting for someone special. I often doubted whether that person would ever come. People say you "just know" when you’ve found the right one, but I thought that was a lie—until I met him.

Our first kiss was unlike anything I had experienced before. It was the perfect blend of excitement and comfort. I wasn’t used to feeling butterflies, but with him, I felt like I was a nest for them. He became the band-aid for my scars, though I knew that some wounds only heal with time.

I was thrilled that my "firsts" were happening with him, but something nagged at me—he wasn’t a virgin. For me, firsts are important. It’s those moments—your first kiss, first date, first fight—that make relationships meaningful. When I brought this up, he shared a perspective that changed my view completely.

He told me that firsts aren't just about sex or kisses. He had firsts too—like learning about female anatomy and female condoms—because of me. These were moments that brought us closer, deepening our understanding of each other. He explained that every relationship has its own unique firsts. Our first movie, first karaoke, first dinner, first laugh—everything felt like a new experience with me, because he had never felt this way with anyone else.

It’s not the milestones that matter, but the person and the emotions behind them. In the end, there will always be that one person who stays, who heals your wounds. I’ve found mine.