18 Mart 2013 Pazartesi

first love

the one story that u remember with every details. first time that u met, how he looked at u in a cool way and said u hi and see u later with a huge smile; your first invitation to a dance; your first couple dance lessons, your first true kiss, your first fair with him, your first letters, your first going out together, your first flowers in red, your first pure and naif dreams in two becoming one, your first compliment about how smart u are that makes u smile for a week; than your first great depression. your first cries for a man.. your first shutting yourself down.. bang bang. the first bruise is always the deepest that we have some how.. we never forget about it. I think everyone dreamt of being the first love of the man-woman that (s)he is in love with.. because first stories are pure and naif. because in the first stories as your heart is not yet broken u love with an open heart.. love is being proud of feeling dumb:)) because you are in love and every simple detail of him is magical.. but after so many people, so many roads, so many books, so many streets can we really understand our most precious love story is which one? all that ı know when people used to tell me u gotta love again to forget him ı was getting mad at them.. because u can love once, twice or the third or forth times but it would never make your first love story less precious.. he will stay in your heart forever as a free country which obeys to noone:)) maybe oscar wilde is right: ı personnaly prefer women who have past and men who have future but in general each man would like to be the first love of a woman and each woman would like to be the last one..

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