I'm walking with her, hand in hand. She's my first girlfriend of high school, my second girlfriend ever. She's beautiful with long dark hair and a smile that stops my heart. We've just started dating, and I couldn't be happier. I told her I'd escort her to the bus to get home. She'd told me how she'd like our first kiss to be, and she told me that she was broken. It didn't matter to me. We're walking away from the school, the sky clear and sunny in the early afternoon. We finally reach the edge of the forest in the back, and I stop her to look into her eyes, the sun played beautifully off of the leaves above us. I hold her in my arms, and we kiss beneath the boughs of the saplings at the beginning of the forest causing time stand still. My heart races and threatens to escape my chest. At the end, I'm shaking, smiling and looking into her beautiful brown eyes. She smiles back at me and I engrave this moment in my heart. I never want this moment to end. It does as all moments do, and I take her hand once more as I escort her through the forest to where she needs to go.