my first love
story that is pretty cute one place long ago. Me and him are classmates. he sat alongside me. we were just friends until grade 12, he began to pay attention to me and tries to speak or draw attention to me like: borrow books, talking or even poetry gifts give me. classmates teased us a lot but that does not make him ashamed and I do the opposite. Because of that I started to hate and shun him but he never quit. To his dismissal times, often waiting for me at the gate and followed me home. Once he even sang me a post in the class makes me extremely embarrassed and also countless other crazy things that I can not nhuo before. Now me and that he had a job and in two different places. Each level 3 class reunion occasion, I often talk about him to tease him and both feel very happy when I think about his lovely memories.
First love is an emotion so sweet, innocent without who experienced can forget. I will keep him in our hearts forever emotionally.
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