In Everyone’s life there are different experiences; one of those is the first love. Love is a passionate feeling for another person that can be felt in a variety of shapes and size. It was more romantic and emotionally uplifting than any other experience I had ever been through. The object of my affection reciprocated that love Instantly. It was dazzling yet aching. It started one bright day In November. Oak tree leaves fell Like raindrops as I flow down the long curvy road that lead to the same boring high school.
It was a Tuesday when I saw Janice Marie Galloway. She was wearing a pink sweater with a splash of purple. The Jeans that she wore held onto every curve she had. Her caramel brown eyes made my heart skip a beat. I had never seen anything so breathtaking. Her skin was a smooth cocoa color. She wore a sweet fruit fragrance that lingered from room to room. Her hair was Jet black with really nice tight curls. Janice had a smile that would make any man fall to his knees. She had a vicious and sharp walk. It would hurt you badly if you got too close.
That first moment when we saw each is engraved in my head. I can still hear my heart throbbing loudly in my chest as her eyes landed on me in that small room. We stared at each other as she made her way over to me and a smile flicked on her lips to seal that moment. It took a year for me to talk to her. We became best friends and nothing more. It was hard to except the fact that I was I love with someone who is just my friend. Her life was mine and her thoughts were mine. Her world was mine and she didn’t even know.
It kind of felt like I was in a relationship by myself, and I was the only one who really felt anything. Everyone said that we had something between us. She always laughed because she never noticed how I reacted when she noticed someone else. It would be times when I sat back and realized that she had made me become a Jealous man. She destroyed me when she told everyone she was leaving and possibly never coming back. My mouth and heart dropped to my feet. I had no feeling in my body. I felt like there wasn’t any blood flowing through my body.
All kinds of thoughts were going through my head. What will do without her? Why is she doing this to me? What did I do to make her want to leave? I hung my head as low as it would go. She walked over, gave me a hug and said, “I’m going to miss you my friend. ” As I began to lift up my head I catch a glimpse of her walking away. That was the only picture that was stuck in my head. I knew then that I would never be the same again. Years passed by and I never seen or heard from her. I would sit In a room all alone thinking of her.
I was asking myself a lot of unknown questions. What she Is doing? Where Is the love of my life? Because of that, feelings almost vanished along with her but there were still memories hunting me for what I once felt. Now that she Is back, It Is her who wants for my lips after that one time when our lips met passionately for a first kiss. It Is her heart that breaks. I for once promise myself that I would not drop another tear. As much as I want for her to vanish from my life again she just would boy that I once was. It was making me feel destroyed.
Every aspect of my life is disappointing. Now that you see how a lovely feeling happens to turn into a group of emotional disasters. Do you understand what love can do to someone? Maybe you understand or maybe you don’t. Everyone experiences love in a variety of different ways. Some people may not agree with me. In the end, it doesn’t matter whether or not your kind of love fits into a certain category. Love is personal and deep within. The most important thing is that it makes people feel good. When people love each other, there is no room for hate.