During the spring of 2008, I got my last first kiss. I finally won over the girl of my dreams. We had been constant companions throughout college and I was finaly able to tell her how I felt about her. We started dating in May and after only a few days of dating I told her that I loved her and we kissed in the courtyard of our university. It was such a magical moment. I felt like nothing else in the world mattered. Even before that kiss, I knew that this was the woman with whom I would spend the rest of my life. But in that moment, I was overtaken with love and care for this sweet girl. All of a sudden, the clouds above us unleashed a downpour of rain. As people scurried from the courtyard, we remained seated on the ledge surrounding the fountain. Neither of us wanted this moment to end. We let the rain cover us and soon, we were the only two souls in the courtyard. The rain shielded us from the view of anyone that may have been peering out of windows or doorways of surrounding buildings. We sat and talked and laughed there in the rain, not caring how soaked our clothing became. It was the perfect ending to a semester. I will never be able to forget the night I had my last first kiss.