Fighting for my first love

Introduction

Love is a beautiful thing. It doesn't require words to be conveyed; it can be seen in your eyes.

Love is the most beautiful feeling.

I felt that feeling for the first time in my life. I was flying, I was in some other world, and everything seemed perfect to me. I felt that I had achieved everything in my life. I was unable to believe that all this was happening to me. Most of the time, I asked myself, "Is it happening? Am I starting to fall for someone?" I was thrilled.

BUT.....

Love is also painful 

I got lost in the eyes, which were never mine; I got lost in the smile, which made me lose mine; and at last, I had to pretend that I was all fine.

if anyone asks me about the moon or stars, I would say His Eyes

I was asking my heart, why him?

when I know that he doesn't make the same efforts as I do, when I know that I'm hurting but he doesn't care, when I know he is not interested in me like I'm, when I know he can't understand me the way I understand him, when I know he can't take care of me the way I do, and when I know he can love me but not the way I do.

He is my secret, my beautiful little secret.