Romans & histoires A Thing Called First Love

"Hmm...what do you want to know? Well, where should I start? For your information, I don't date many woman." "How about starting from your first love?" "First love, huh? Alright. She's not ugly, quite filthy and… smelly." "Be serious!" Thea hit him. "How could there be a woman like that!" "Of course I'm serious! If you hit me again, I'll feed you sleeping pills!" Kay threatened her. "Okay. I'm sorry. Please continue ... " His memory drifted to the first time Kay saw her. The setback in his eye clearly visible.

"Thank you, I feel very happy to see you again..." People say first love will always be a beautiful memory because it gives lessons and the meaning of what true love means even though you can't have it. Or maybe that first love is still beautiful because it can never be achieved. It feels beautiful to love one-sidedly in silence, to be the deepest secret, to be treated so preciously, to be beautifully enthroned in a special corner of the heart. Whatever people say about the meaning of first love, for Joan Lee that first love is Lynd Olsen. ***

“Talk ?’’that word left my mouth before I would even stop it . That was a total shock from him. ‘Yes , I need to talk to you about something .’’ I looked at the man that is my first love. The man who has introduced me to so many things. As you all know, he was my first kiss, my first love , the man that has given me so many things that I did not know that I would ever have.

"You had a first love?" Eloy's face flushed when Andres asked such a question. He nodded in embarrassment. "One's first love is always very special because, at that moment, we first feel our hearts like flowers blooming in a garden. Isn't that right, Eloy?" "Right, sir," Eloy replied in agreement. He even still remembers the name of his first love who is nowhere to be found. Moreover, it took Eloy a long time to forget her even though he changed partners several times.

And the emptiness that I felt inside me started to emerge when Penelope and her female friends evacuated the store. Apprehensive simply because I cannot imagine how might Aiden feels and interprets the idea of the fact that his first love does not love him back. Instead of his older brother. Well. It is too early to get to conclusions. Aiden and Penelope are still young. A lot of things will change. All I have to do is to make the two closer to each other. Right. That would be the best thing I should do as the older brother. Feelings can be manipulated or changed in just a blink of an eye.

my boyfriend whined causing me to roll my eyes. “It’s not-“ my words choked in my throat as an unbelievable scene unfolded before my eyes. Someone had stepped out of a tinted Lamborghini and I recognized him straight away. How could I not? When this very man was my high school best friend, my first love and now my ex.

It's a whirlwind of emotions that ignites the hearts of young lovers and sets their souls ablaze. Young love is a force of nature, untamed and unyielding. It's the feeling of your heart skipping a beat at the mere sight of that special someone, the electric charge that runs through your veins when your fingers touch, and the rush of excitement that makes the world seem like a playground of endless possibilities.

"Really? Wow! Girls are really unbelievable." "Why??" "Gail told me before that most girls' first love is a tragedy if compared to a genre. So, for sure talking about it will surely break your heart. Then why does talking about it excite you girls?" There is no response from Yenny. What Chris had just said is right. Like most girls, her first love is devastatingly tragic. Because Chris is focused on driving, he is not aware that his words brought Yenny sudden pain. "How about you, Yenny? Who was your first love?"

Ito ang unang beses na nagtanong ako kay Mama ng tungkol doon. Tinanong ko na iyon kay Papa, ang sabi niya: "Love is happiness." Madami pa siyang pinaliwanag pero iyon lang talaga ang naintindihan ko. Hindi ko alam kung bakit interesado akong malaman ang bagay na iyon. Siguro dahil palagi ko iyong naririnig sa mga high school students na napapadaan sa school namin. Sa loob kasi ng Campus ay magkasama ang Elementary at ang High School, only to be separated by a huge wide wall.

Ticking them off on his fingers as he spoke, Eason explained, “The basic emotions of human beings are sadness, love, happiness, fear, disgust, and anger.” Nyla shook her head. “I have never felt any of these emotions, Eason. I wouldn’t know how to.” Eason stared, sizing her up. “I don’t believe that. Maybe you haven’t been able to name them, but I’m sure you’ve felt them before. You must have.” “You have more faith in me than I do.” “No, I think I have just enough faith, Nyla.” His eyes bore into her, and she squirmed. “Let’s start with the easiest emotion. It’s unlike any of the others and easier to describe, so it’ll be easiest for you to identify.”