First Love

This is a love story told through the eyes of the first creatures to ever experience the emotion, amoebas. It's fun, thought provoking, and a different take on the typical view of love.

It’s funny. I’ve been here all my life and have never met you. Never thought of you. Never cared for you. I’m fine just living alone and hanging out by myself. I’ve got enough food for me. I’ve got enough time for me. I’ve got enough me, for me. Whoever said I needed someone else?

It’s strange. I’ve been alone for as long as I can remember. I’ve never thought about what happens when I die. Do I even die? I feel like I do, at some point. Whatever, that all happens later anyway. I’m still pretty good with what I’ve got going on here. The need for change is for sucker punk busters anyway.

It’s weird. Ideally, I’d be happy right now. I’m not. Something’s missing. I don’t know what. All I know is me. Me, me, stinking me. There’s nothing else besides me anywhere, anyway. Everything I’ve ever seen only revolves around me. I shouldn’t be too shocked by this. I never needed to find anything new. Something feels different. I feel like I need something new.

It’s crazy! What is this? I’ve never felt so alive! Has this always been here? What is happening? What is this coming from me? I love it. I need it. I own it. This thing that is inside of me will be a new me. It’ll complete me. It’s the thing I’ve always needed and never even knew I missed.

It’s lovely. I needed this. I deserved this. This thing and me will forever be together. Never leaving one another. It’s as if we finish each other’s sentences. I like that. I know it likes that too. Because we’re so much alike, you and I. Or is it I and you? Or maybe it should be us? Yeah. Just us.

It’s alright. It’s been fun with you but, you’re not really different. You’re not really exciting. You’re just kind of the same. All the time. I know what you’re going to say before you even say it. What kind of thing is that obvious? I mean, really? You couldn’t be anymore plain. I don’t see why I even needed you in the first place, to be honest.

It’s leaving. I mean, whatever. I never needed you anyway. I was doing just fine on my own. Whoever even made you? I never did. I would never make something like this happen. That’s just stupid and I’m far from that. I needed a break from you anyway. I’m glad we can agree on how much I don’t need you. Matter of fact, go ahead and get out of here. I’ll help you pack your s**t. That’s right.  Skedaddle. I’ll be just fine.

It’s strange. I feel like I’m missing something. I feel like I’ve lost something really important. I need it back. I don’t know where it went but I need it. I know I need it. I bet you it needs me too. We need each other. That’s how this works. It’ll be back. I know it will.

It’s funny. It’s been gone so long. I’m used to it by now. I’ve made my peace with this. I’m comfortable here. I’ve got enough food for me. I’ve got enough room for me. I’ve got enough me, for me. What else could I possibly need?