
was the day I first encounter the feeling of love. It was a feeling I couldn’t understand or even explain. On that day, is where it all began. My first love with a young girl, beautiful and brilliant. Bright at heart cheerful, she wouldn’t let nothing put her down, she’s passionate and strong, she showed me a lot. And I taught her things as well. It was nice for her to be there by my side, my girlfriend, and my closest friend to be so dear to me. I may have lost her, but never forgotten. For your first love can’t be forgotten. I don’t think there will ever be a day where i won’t remember. I have vivid dreams of us together. In a fantasy world of nothingness, just walking a straight road of white. I have the most weirdest imagination when I think about us together, but that never happens unless I’m hearing a song that creates this imaginary world of mines. Well, enough about that. sunset if I believe, may 24th, on a afternoon weekday. The day I decided to break up for good. I never looked back, just kept moving towards this road alone. To remove all feeling and put them at neutral. Yeah of course it’s still there floating, love is a powerful thing and should never be messed with unless you’re willing and able to handle such a feeling. It was my first time feeling it, made some mistakes I’m not proud of, that’s apart of life. You learn so that you will never do again. She told me a little sum of her side of the story, it’s clear we had the same feeling, but never truly understood each other well enough to see what lied ahead, we both had our ups and downs, just like the millions of people in this world go through. It’s natural. It’s apart of growing up, just have to accept it. She said she felt, happy, that I gave her a warm gentle feeling in her heart, that gave her the thought that she finally founded someone, who would understand who she really is, it took a while till she found out about how I really was and grew tired of the ache in her heart. So she decided to accept that I ended the relationship, and tried to move on. Sure she was sad, and didn’t like the feeling she was receiving, but she knew this was the right thing to do, as it was a relief to her, for all the problems washed away. Her love still dangled, but as strong as she is, she pull herself together and moved on, to bigger and better things. leaving behind what she thought was something destine for her in life. But came to realize it was all just false. As to I; with the same feeling and thought. If I recall, it’s been 8 months, close to 9, such a bitter sweet feeling. It only feels as though it was only yesterday when I think about it a lot. What if I didn’t met her that day? All this would have never happen to me or her. Nothing at all, maybe we should have never met that day. But it’s only to late to be speaking like that; for it already happen. No regrets from both of us. We knew what we had to do, and moved on. This is just another story of two people fallen for each other, to find themselves reaching ever so close to deaths front door. That is all.
Source: ricpor232