First love. Sweet, innocent, careless, even selfish. But how stupid it could be? The reason why many of us can't move on. Trapped in the past. Still holding on that flimsy memory of the bliss experience of an unadulterated feeling. Happy or sad. Twas a big part of who we are and who we will be. Emotionally. A foresight to what lies ahead. A flaw to our judgment. A rose-tinted glasses to love. Naive or cynical. Nevertheless, it made us stronger. Or even weaker.
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