The first time we saw each other was normal, it wasn't love at first sight, we saw each other on the stairs we talked for a little but it felt like ages we exchanged numbres and he left I was there alone thinking about him how I didn't liked him but it would not matter if we hooked up or something the last day of the cruse we where up all night thogether just talking in his room cuddeling then we went and looked at the before endless sea now with some city lights pointing out even more that our arrival was soon and that's how my summer love turned into the first guy I've ever LOVED.