It was April 1988 the first time that I kissed him. We were both seventeen. I had met him six months before and I'm not joking it was love at first sight for both of us. When I first saw him I noticed his gorgeous green eyes as he flicked back his long bleach blonde fringe, I leant towards my best mate and whispered "OMG, I'm in love!" I didn't know he had the same feeling toward me and for the next few months he tried to build up the courage to speak to me. But, I moved back home so didn't see him for a while and I forgot about him. Then a few months later we saw each other again, this time we become friends and started hanging out every day. He told me "I never thought I'd see you again". We totally clicked, but in the end it was actually our friend Maggie who pushed us together. Within two weeks of that first kiss we were living together and engaged six weeks after that.
Twenty five years later I'm still madly in love with him. He makes me laugh like no other person I have ever met and I fancy him like mad. I'm so glad we had that first kiss, he is the love of my life.