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first love

by virgogirl2020, Jun/14/2020
I fall in love for the first time when I was 15 years old and this guy is 14 years old. He is so handsome in my eyes, tall, kissable lips and very thoughtful for me. We met in Manila and we are already so close. We talk late at night so that no one can see because my mom forbids me to have a boyfriend or relationship since we are still young. Our love gets deeper and deeper every time we spent time with each other. And then he confessed that he already fall for me. so do I. Then that moment we admit our feelings, he kissed me so softly that is my very first kiss. Do you know the feeling that my heart jumps so fast? My whole body is shaking and I sweat a lot. After that kiss, he hugs me so tight. As the days and nights go by I missed him so much and want to spend time with him. But because our relationship is confidential, I sneak him every night in his room just to talk to him. Then we are very very happy. You know the fire is burning between us. And I told him that this is the first time that happens to me. I never had these feelings before. To my surprise, he is also a virgin guy, (we are virgins) only know kisses and hugs. But I want him to be mine forever, so I ask if he wants more than hugs and kisses. He agreed. Then we started making out. That moment we are almost there. Boom! the lights began to turn on and my mom saw us. half-naked. She got so mad at us, forbid the love of my life to see me. Then my mom sent me away back to our province. The guy also went home because his parents knew our affair they did not like me for there son. Fast forward after 2 years we met again. I can see in his eyes tears. I hug him so tight because I missed him. I ask if we could elope but this time he rejects that. say goodbye to me. I'm hurt so bad that I erase all our memories, his numbers, and his gifts. I learn to move on. That's the last time we saw each other. Until now I missed him even though that is so long time ago. He's only a memory for me. A happy and sad memory.

I tried to search his name on Facebook but nothing to be found.
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