Everyone has these, whether they are big or small. First love, first laugh, first day of school; the list goes on. Today is the first day I tell anyone this story. It is the first time I have seen my cousin in a year and a half. It is the first summer away from my first boyfriend. I sent him the first text since summer started. It was even the first of July.
Twenty minutes go by. Nothing. My cousin reassures me that I’m not crazy. I reassure myself that I’m not crazy.
Was I crazy?
I was crazy to think everything was normal. That it was like old times. He gave me my first. Staring back at me was a small paragraph. Nothing small, just four lines or so, very trivial. But those four lines caused my stomach to clench and my heart to break.