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First Love

Love may come many a times in our lives, but the ecstasy and exuberance of first love is the most delicate and memorable among all. First love is perhaps the most intimate feeling that human being share because the time is not ripen yet to see the light of the rough hard core business minded artificial and ruthless world. So the tender soul adjust the softness of the this emotion, which occurs in your heart during adolescence.

First Love

First Love

First Love

First Love

First Love

First Love

First Love

First Love

A guy awaits for a girl at the gate of the school, from where she gets out everyday and goes back to her home. The lad follows the maiden and ultimately his eyes are in the quest for her face all day long. His mind always paints pink dreams of her rosy cheeks, he hears the violin strings with the way she talks and the fragrance of her hair keeps pampering his nose. These stories never stop to get repeated. Love may come like the breeze as well as like the storm but when it comes at last, it is an absolutely wonderful emotion and the young minds keep drowned in this. Desires are gradually poking one's temperament and often it seems impossible to ignore them.

"The magic of first love is our ignorance that it can never end."... says Benjamin Disraeli. This ignorant, naive, childlike mind plays with these naughty and gay emotions of adolescence when Cupid's arrow strike somebody for the first time at even the 'first sight of the beloved', which we call love at first sight. Theoretically first love can happen in any age or not happen at all. But most people had fallen in love for the first time when they were teenagers. That exciting new experience most of us remember very well during all our life. For an adult his/her own high school problems and the problems of their children seem very funny, silly and simple especially compared with all the difficulties of adult life. Somehow we forget how tragic and full of drama life and relationships were than in our adolescence.

"First love is a little foolish and a lot of curiosity."...says George Bernard Shaw. Actually the adolescent mind is full of curiosity and it finds mystery in almost every event of the world. Therefore when the emotion of love, attraction of mental and physical desires occur for the first time the curiosity and rebelliousness reaches to its height and often attempts something really radical. It can be very happily end into a long term relationship as well as it may result in painful break ups.

People say first love is one of the most uniquely unforgettable things. One may forget everything but not his or her first love. This is not a utopian notion but those who have experienced this once in lifetime, have considered this as the fact. They may left their lovers a long time ago... after that, when they are peacefully settled and living with their families... they still cherish the sovereign and purest of the memories of their first love. When for the first time the break ups happen to anyone, it pains a lot, because the joy and ecstasy one enjoys from the first experience ever of falling in love is like fresh flowers, the perfume is strong and exhibit a extraordinarily long lasting effect.

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FIRST LOVE



It was late Sunday night when we said good-bye
I knew right then that my heart would cry...
You felt so cold, and it hurt me so...
I loved you so much, that I let you go...
A love so true, it felt so sweet...
For a year of my life, you swept me off my feet...
I tried everyday, to remind you of my love...
For I knew you were precious and sent from up above...
I held you every moment... I held you tight...
Praying you would always love me every day, and every night
But time went on, as it tends to do...
And with times passing, I fell even deeper for you...
Your love grew tiresome... it tore me apart...
And you broke every promise, when you broke my heart...
I couldn’t stop crying, it hurt me so much...
For I longed every moment to feel your gentle touch...
I gaze into your eyes, to see only gray...
there was no need for words... I knew what you had to say...
I held on to you, in the depths of my heart...
Regardless of how it tore me apart...
My love still remains, through the betrayal you’ve done...
Messing with my best friend, and having your fun...
I stood by your side, though you didn’t want me...
and I loved you so endlessly...
I still love you, but time’s mended my heart...
But never shall your memory part...
And you will always have a special place within my heart...
You will always be the first, who touched me so deep...
And in my heart, will I always keep...
memories of you and me...
together for eternity...
You taught me how to love and, darling...
You will always be my first love.

Author: Vincent Paul Gonzales 

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First Love


Your lips speak soft sweetness
Your touch a cool caress
I am lost in your magic
My heart beats within your chest.

..I think of you each morning
And dream of you each night
I think of your arms being around me
And cannot express my delight.

Never have I fallen
But I am quickly on my way
You hold a heart in your hands
That has never before been given away.
 
Author: Jade Peacock 

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a stranger i cant wait to know

a stranger i can't wait to know love image love photo couple pool hall, http://weheartit.com/entry/20737247/via/yasdnil
ph: weheartit

as long as i can remember ive always been searching for "the one." romance novels, disney fairytales, and hollywood chick flicks have put images of white knights and prince charmings in my head that realistically dont exist. alas the hopeless romantic, emphasis on hopeless, that i am keeps her eyes peeled in case one magically walked through a magic mirror into this world searching for me too.

in the past ive gone to many lengths to meet my soul mate. utilizing online dating, missed connection sites, blind dates... yet they all end in failure. in most cases my overzealous heart either mistakes him for someone hes not, or scares them away. and yet no matter how many times my heart has been chipped, dropped, and broken, i continue to pick up the pieces and tape them together again and move on with my search.

more recently i took a step back. trying to rearrange my priorities and get the rest of my life in a place that makes me happy. its taken about a year but i feel im finally there. i know who my true friends are and i make time to invest in them. i have a career i love with all my heart and work for a company i truly believe in. i could hit the gym more often but thats not really impairing my happiness too much. im living with my parents, which isnt the ideal situation, but the 3 of us are getting along well and im closer to my goal of savings to get out on my own again soon! but no matter what i do for myself, no matter how many spa days i allow, big pay checks i get, or pounds i loose, theres still something missing. and that is him. the one. my prince charming. my hero.

BUT LOW AND BEHOLD!!! a few weeks ago, i was minding my own business at dillards and there he was. i had just gotten off work, i was exhausted and disheveled, and decided to swing by the mall to grab a few things. i had parked in the parking area i always park in and as i was leaving to head home i walked by the holiday decor. with my mothers santa clause collection in mind i popped in to see if there may be a santa she couldnt live without. sure enough, Irish Santa popped out and i commenced my search to find one to buy. of course i couldnt so i went to look for help. approaching the first dillards employee i could find i found my heart start to race. my cheeks flush. my voice retreating. he was the most handsome man ive ever laid my eyes on. now if you remember prince charming is typically described as "tall, dark, and handsome" he fits this mold in his own quirky way. he is tall. not too tall though. perfectly tall. hes strong and fit. in a way that when he wraps his arms around me i feel safe and protected. smaller. i feel like a space was saved for me in those arms of his. oh is he handsome. i believe the term for him is "silver fox." ugh is it sexy. he wears his silver locks in a Madmen style, classic and chic. his smile makes sparks fire within my soul. his eyes are like deep, endless pools that i could loose myself in for hours. oh how i long for him now... even now he distracts me. but anyways, back to the story. i asked him for help finding santa. as he went to the stock room to search i frantically found a mirror and quickly applied lipstick, powder, and let down my hair... my crazy attempt to make myself more attractive for him. oh did i mention he was wearing the cutest red bow tie?! ugh! as he returned he wrapped up my gift and we began to chat. well, he was chatting, i was flirting. we took notice of each others tattoos and learned we were both of irish decent. it was a short lived encounter that i will never forget. he won me over in 5 measly minutes. without even trying. i left the mall with only the name tony to go by. but i HAD to know him. know who he is. what hes about. everything about him. i wanted him in my life from that very moment.

jump ahead past the crazy stalker faze i had when i got home that night frantically searching for him via internet. its amazing how easy it is to find someone if you really want to. so you can guess... i found him, emailed him, and anxiously waited for a response. i soon learned he was more than willing to start a friendship, but the air soon deflated from my bubble when i learned he was seeing someone. *le sigh*

jump ahead again, its only been perhaps 2 weeks. and we are friends. but i have fallen head over heels for him. without a doubt, deep for him. my heart feels as though it has finally found its counterpart. the last piece to my puzzle. my white knight. (as i type this my phone makes is typical text message sound and my heart jumps as i see its from him :) ) hes the man ive been dreaming of my whole life. i know without a doubt, deep in my soul, that he is the most wonderful man ive ever met. his touch makes my stomach tighten. his smile lights me on fire. when he speaks i want to savor every story. i long to feel what his lips feel like. what his breath tastes like. to be as close as possible to his body.

when im apart from him it feels as though my heart has a string tied around it. and he holds the other end. my heart feels like it is being pulled towards this man. this man that i honestly dont know. hes still very much a stranger. a stranger i cant wait to know deeply, inside and out.

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you’ll never forget your first true love

Dogantepe
ph: RengimMutevellioglu

It’s been two years. I remember the two first months felt like forever. Two years ago I thought I would be ok in a two years time. I wasn’t back then, it felt like a never ending pain. But the reasonable me kept on saying "Hold on, just hold on. I will be okay, it will end one day and it will go faster than you expect. It just doesn’t feel like that right now. But I know it will.”

I honestly thought two years would be more than enough to… I don’t even know to what. To move on, to stop hurting, to stop crying, to stop loving. Perhaps even to forget?

But I haven’t. I haven’t stopped crying or hurting. I haven’t really moved on. And I have definitely not forgotten.

So now I don’t know what I should tell myself anymore.

I guess people who say that you’ll never forget your first true love are actually telling the truth.

Namsi

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with you forever

with you forever love photo love image, http://weheartit.com/entry/12616897
with you forever love quote love image love photo my daddy used to tell me that the first time you fall in love, http://weheartit.com/entry/13983659
ph: weheartit + weheartit

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