Something about first love defies duplication. Before it, your heart is blank. After, the walls are left inscribed and graffitied. When it ends, no amount pf scrubbing will purge the scrawled oaths and sketched images, but sooner or later, you find that there's space for someone else, between the words and in the margins. One's first love is always perfect until one meets one's second love. You never forget your first love. It's the most awful feeling in the world to love someone who can't love you back
First Love
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