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"How do you know if someone is your first love? My mother used to say that first love has a magic all its own. It’s a feeling that no one else could ever make you feel so completely, even if you’d been interested in others before. First love casts a spell that stays with you, making it hard to believe you could ever love anyone else quite the same way. When you truly fall for someone, you often can't pinpoint the exact moment it happens. It’s a quiet mystery. You might not remember how or why, but you know—deep down—that you care for them deeply. It’s like waking up one day and simply understanding: Oh, I am in love with that person. Have you met that person yet?

I whispered, my voice husky with emotion, "I love you more than words can say. You’re the light in my darkest days, the reason my heart beats." She gazed up at me, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears. I could see the depth of her feelings mirrored in those stunning orbs, and it made my heart swell with even more love. "You are everything to me," I continued, my voice steady and sincere. "Every moment without you felt like an eternity. I promise you, I’ll be here, always, to love you, to protect you, to cherish you. You’re my mate, my love, my life."

Our words danced in the air, weaving a tapestry of emotions that enveloped us in an intimate embrace. "Emily," I began, my voice filled with a newfound depth of emotion. "You have brought so much light into my life. Your love has awakened parts of me I never knew existed. With you, every moment is a testament to the power of love, and I am forever grateful for your presence in my world."

She blinked slowly. "Yes," I said, without hesitation. "I love you." Her eyes sparkled, and I continued: "I love you in a way that only I can love you, Luna. In a way that no one will ever understand. I will love you more tomorrow than today, and more the day after tomorrow than tomorrow. This feeling won't change. It won't diminish. And, for sure, it will never be directed at anyone else but you." She blushed. A pink spread across her cheeks, as if she were warm inside. And then she smiled.

My Neil, so innocent, actually thought that love was expressed in that way. I took a deep breath, trying to calm my racing heart, and said softly, “Neil, the love I want isn’t quite like that.” Neil furrowed his brow slightly, a look of genuine confusion on his face as he earnestly asked, “Then what kind of love is it?” I managed a wry smile; this kind of love was so complex that it felt impossible to describe with words. I lifted my hand and gently cupped his face, speaking softly, “It’s a love that cannot be expressed in words and mere action like a kiss.”

His words were a gentle caress, a whisper that wrapped around her heart. Hazel's eyes welled up with tears, her love for him overflowing like a fountain. She knew she was his everything, just as he was hers. Their love was a symphony of passion, a dance of devotion, a bond that transcended time and space. "I love it when you tell me how special I am," Hazel whispered, her voice barely audible, her eyes gleaming with vulnerability. "It's like a warm embrace that envelops my soul, a gentle reminder that I'm seen, heard, and cherished."

She asked out of the blue turning to my side. "I mean how would you describe love in words" looking straight she resumed walking. "Love.... Hmm.... For me, love is not in words, it is in feelings. It is a powerful emotion that attracts two people to each other. It is not necessary that only when you are expressing your love in words then only you are in love. If your love is true then it would be felt by another person even without expressing it" She stopped and turned her face to look at me. "How so?"

He started, holding both her hands, his thumb drawing circles in the back of her hands. "There is a saying, "the most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched, they must be felt with the heart." I could go on and on about how beautiful you are right now, and even the day I saw you for the first time, but it would never compare to what you made me feel. You were the first person to make me feel things without trying, the first person to ever have me blushing like a mad man and running helter skelter in my own home. You got me opening up to you like I’ve never to anyone else before. You got me savoring your presence and thanking the moon goddess for simply having you exist

I love you for all you have been doing for me, you are indeed my dream come true. My love for you is a permanent thing. I will continue to love you with my last breath. I count myself lucky for having a unique being like you as my lover. When I look at myself in the mirror, I always see your picture reflecting through me. My image is not complete without you because we have been joined together and now we are inseparable. You have charmed me with your love, you have infected the whole of me with your love and I want to let you know that I will love you forever.

I said and shook my head . "It's not a one sided love, actually he loves me and he told me but then I didn't know what I felt for him, it was after he left I knew I loved him with my whole heart." " Oh, so how's the feeling?" " Umm love is a feeling that can't be really illustrated but it's rather expressed. Love is on thing that comes with some advantages and yeah disadvantages. Love is sweet, and horny and spicy but then it toils with our hearts at some point. Loving the right person who loves you back is Paramount because love can never be forced. It's actually a feeling that comes guilelessly and even if you try to fight it just like I did in my case, but then here I am still loving him.