September will always be my special month. In the year 2011, I was fourteen years old when I had a relationship and first love. He is sixteen years old during this time. He is a neat guy, comes to school early, finishes his assignments prior due date and the most generous person I have met in my early life. He is a bit weird at first because he is very shy and timid around me. He is not a geek who wears his eyeglasses but a complete cute boy who just happened to fall in love with me. My friends does not like him for me as he is not like any other guy who gives flowers, teddy bears and chocolates. Yet, I still found him very attractive because I know he has a special heart that beats for me.
We are in a dougnuts shop when I told him that I feel the same. He smiled at me but did not hugged me as he gets shy as there are schoolmates around us spotting on what we are up to. I wanted him to hug and kiss me just like every couple did when they confessed with their love, instead we just talked about it. He's not that sweet guy but I really like him around me. He makes me comfortable and safe, perhaps. After talking and absorbing everything's happening, it's time to go home already as my curfew will be soon. I know he tries to be gentleman as he is, trying to be the best boyfriend but he is just too cute cause he was so shy in hailing a vehicle for me to get a ride on. As he picks one and approached us, I say goodbye to him and entered into the vehicle. As I sit, I look back at him and he mouthed the words that my bones were chilled as he said "i love you"
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