My first love story is different from everyone else's love story. It is a tragic love story, so tragic that it turns the most ungrateful people into grateful ones for having the chance to live a happy first love relationship no matter how long it lasted or how bad and cruel it ended. February 28, 2014 I went to dinner with my friends and they asked the 8th grade girls out to grab something to eat. At this dinner I met probably the weirdest girl I've ever met before. She was just crazy, talking with this fast and nervous voice and acting in a hyperactive way. Besides from all these she was gorgeous, she had this sweet way of being with other people that made me interested on her immediately. Did I talked to her? sure I did, I think that's what
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Nothing made me happier than those news. March 24, 2014 could have been the happiest moment from all these days. I finally told her what my intentions were with her and she said to me there was a possibility for this relationship to happen. I was astonished by this answer I thought everything was going to get better soon, but it actually came to be worst. I asked her out a lot and she came up with the same excuses before, there was not a chance on going out together and the problem was that I like her too much to let things go so easily. May 7, 2014 was the day everything ended. She finally told me she didn't want that kind of relationship with me. It was the day everything ended and the day I knew I fell in love for the wrong person. I was stuck and couldn't move forward and even though it wasn't the girl's fault, she left me right there with my heart open to her.
They are sixty nine days from February 28 to May 7. Those where the best days I have ever had. They were no worries and everything was perfect because I thought I fell in love for the first time with the best girl. These days mean that much to me that my soccer jersey number is sixty nine. Today I have a girlfriend which I love and makes me happy but I will never ever forget how my first love was given to someone I didn't kissed once. It is different from everybody else's first love because I couldn't live it well. I was totally in love of something that never had a chance of
Nothing made me happier than those news. March 24, 2014 could have been the happiest moment from all these days. I finally told her what my intentions were with her and she said to me there was a possibility for this relationship to happen. I was astonished by this answer I thought everything was going to get better soon, but it actually came to be worst. I asked her out a lot and she came up with the same excuses before, there was not a chance on going out together and the problem was that I like her too much to let things go so easily. May 7, 2014 was the day everything ended. She finally told me she didn't want that kind of relationship with me. It was the day everything ended and the day I knew I fell in love for the wrong person. I was stuck and couldn't move forward and even though it wasn't the girl's fault, she left me right there with my heart open to her.
They are sixty nine days from February 28 to May 7. Those where the best days I have ever had. They were no worries and everything was perfect because I thought I fell in love for the first time with the best girl. These days mean that much to me that my soccer jersey number is sixty nine. Today I have a girlfriend which I love and makes me happy but I will never ever forget how my first love was given to someone I didn't kissed once. It is different from everybody else's first love because I couldn't live it well. I was totally in love of something that never had a chance of