Farewell, my Love

Her

When we first met we were merely teenagers, kids who never knew what the future had planned for them. It was our first tea party and there you stood, alone, looking anxious as you bit your lip not knowing what to do. Noble women and their daughters aren't no joke, they are scary vicious people and there you stood, a lamb in the middle of a pack of wolves. The world stood still and you were the only one I noticed, everything went so slow. Instantly in only a few seconds you made me lose my breath, you were gorgeous.

I didn't know how to approach you so I never did. I regret it now. But, destiny had other plans for us.

A few months later we were paired into a team of two in our alchemy class. I was nervous, my traitorous heart thumping loudly against my chest. I was afraid you would hear it, but I played it cool. And then you laughed. Oh, your laugh it's contagious and warm, full of life. I smiled at you and you returned that smile. We talked, we joked, we disagreed on stuff but made up at the end.

Even after the project was over, we continued to talk. We became friends.

That night I was excited to finally be your friend. I felt my whole world being filled with color and vibrance like never before. Your petite structure, your beautiful hazel eyes that looked like pools of honey underneath the light of the sun, your silky brown hair, and your fair skin with imperfections here and there, it did not matter. You were absolutely perfect to me.

You once complained about being overweight but all I saw was as a cute girl denying the fact that she was beautiful. It didn't matter if her body was chubbier than others or if she was skinny as a window. That didn't matter to me, the body isn't eternal someday it shall change, but your pure soul and personality remains.

Your smile, the way you talked, the way you laughed it pulled me towards you with more force than your own mass. And then I realized, you were my first love.