“I worked so hard for that first kiss
And a heart don’t forget something like that
Like an old photograph
Time can make a feeling fade
But the memory of a first love
Never fades away.”
Tim McGraw
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My first love was so out of my league. I was camping at a beach called Playa Azul in Luquillo, PR, with my cousin el Enano. This was a great bodysurfing beach, and very popular with the ‘older’ crowd. We didn’t have a tent – we slept wherever we could. There were nice apartment buildings, with basketball courts, which we used at night when we snuck in. We would meet many of our friends from San Juan and stay up all night playing music and just hanging out. I remember one night we slept in the stairwell of one of the hirise building.
One afternoon, and to our incredible surprise, my cousin and I found ourselves in the apartment of the most beautiful cuban sisters, Isabel and Maria Elena Garcia. Isabel was the oldest one, a brunette with the most dreamy brown eyes you have seen, and Maria Elena was the most gorgeous blond you could imagine. They had suitors, big guys with ‘stuff’, but somehow, the ladies picked us to spend the weekend with. Oh my, oh my. We had borrowed my uncle’s convertible: a copper-colored Plymouth Satellite, and spent three days riding around many of the beaches. Me and my cousin were 18 and 17, and the girls were 20 and 21! We didn’t want to go back home. I didn’t want that dream to end. I guess our families started getting worried and my aunt had to come and get us to come back. We, reluctantly, went back and the girls stayed a few more days.
We then went on to date them, as best we could, without any money or anything else. I was madly in love with a mirage. We went to my senior prom together and I still couldn’t believe it. Our thing lasted just a couple of months, but it was like floating on a cloud. And, as quickly as it appeared, my mirage, disappeared. All of the sudden, I wasn’t it, it was someone else. I was painful but I didn’t blame her. I did not know how, nor did I have the means, to take care of her.