First love

I guess its true when people say, “the hardest love to forget is your first love.”

bcs whenever their glimpse approach us, we’ll have that thoughts of knowing them still. And to keep them in our remembrances means to never forget ‘that’ memory forever.

No, i didnt meant to say that; to remember our first love means to still loving them– it is just; we are not tend to forget them, we choose to save a tiny piece of them within us. we have giving them our very fresh heart and in return we get our hearts back (bcs we both dont end it right) but its come together with our first love touch too. (So its quite hard to be erased)

but after all, our first love might not be the same with another. My first love might be you, but your first love might not be me. So we’ll have different thoughts.

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