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Memories, made up of a series happiness and sadness. No matter its sweet or sad, they always. Everyday we are creating sweet brand-new memories.
That piece of memory is sweet but also a little sad; Although I lost him at last, this experience makes me get older and wiser.
We come from different countries. Both of us knew that the differences of culture and language would be a problem, but he told me to relax, there’s nothing to worry about if we really love each other. He said that he’ll learn my language and I can learn his language. At the beginning, I was worrying, I worried about the language problem; I’m afraid some thoughts in my mind couldn’t express completely to him. However, as I see all the efforts he did for me, I started to change my mind, I believe that we could solve all the problems between us, almost everything. And I felt like love him more everyday. We made our promises. We were passionate about everything -- loving each other, fighting with each other, even passionate when we were trying to hurt each other.
There was one time, I went to his house. We ate outside every time we went out, so I suggested that we can just make some food at home.
I felt like wanted time to stop at this moment
I really want to hold this love in my hand forever, but at the same time, I realized that I’m losing something else. My friends didn’t talk to me anymore because every time they ask me to go out, I always find excuses and stay with him instead. I spent less and less time with them. On the other hand, arguments between me and my parents also became more often. They don’t want me to go out with him, and that would my school work.
The 2 months we spent together were the happiest of my life -- until he broke up with me.
For a week or two, I almost cried every night on my bed. I wanted to go back to those old days, trying to continue our love story. But I knew it was too late. There were some days I blame myself that I didn’t hug him too tight when we were together; and I was regret that I didn’t show all my love in front of him.
Whenever I heard love songs in the radio, always reminding me things happen between me and him.
After several weeks, I told myself that I can’t keep thinking of him anymore. I need a new start for myself. I went back to my friends. They accepted me they didn’t mind that I almost ignore them when I stay with him. As it was before, they sometimes laugh at my double chin, and speak ill of him. They said he must be got tired of driving me home everyday because my house is too far away; saying that he’s not good enough for me. I knew they all trying to comfort me and encourage me to get out of this sadness. They hang with me everyday so that I didn’t have the spare time to think about him. Sometimes I secretly glad that I’m the lucky person who has full friends’ love.
I can be aggressive to them and they wouldn’t mind; we sit around in a circle and tell our stories to everyone.( It’s a game that we created by ourselves). No matter what we doing, everything would be sweet and joyful. My life becomes extra bright because of them. I can’t imagine how my life would be pale if I live without them. I asked myself is it worth me to give up everything for him? He can dump me anytime he wants. Friends and family can give me a hug anytime I need.
I understood this is not true love, first sight and love forever won’t be show up in our life everyday. First love always a little bit childish. Perhaps of my youth ignorant, perhaps I was just
on him. What true love is, my understanding is not thorough enough.
A month after we broke up, we met each other coincidently. I nodded and smiled to him to show I’m all good without him. I can still have a happy face without him
Actually, I don’t really hate him for leaving me. He’s the guy who first made my world spin. He let me know what first love looks like, taste like and smells like.
Many people say first love will never be forgotten, I know this memory wont get of out my head. I will leave it in the bottom of my heart.
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