We sat on a bench, one whom you couldn’t quite tell which color it was painted most recently, in the warm afternoon sun. Fingers intertwined, watching children run histerically, playing on the slides and monkey bars.

My head rested on his shoulder, sitting in silence. A solemn quiet rolled in as the last bunch of kids left the park.

He looked at me, staring staight into my eyes. I would remember those green eyes forever. My first love.