First time.
M. and I made love.
Night.
Hotel room.
Dresser mirror opposite the bed.
M. sat on the bed.
My body straddled on his lap.
Arms wrapped around each other.
I caught fleeting glimpses of our reflection.
What I saw...
I was in awe.
I felt so unlike myself...
Yet this was me.
This was us.
Together.
At last.
For always.
My thoughts floated into my heart.
My mind.
My body.
I was scared.
I was safe.
I was with him.
Him.
I could not believe it.
We looked so good together.
We looked perfect as one.
I was falling in love.
I fell in love.
I am in love.