My Last First Love

In the silence of memory

I wandered through life, lost and lonesome, until I met you. You became the bonfire in my frosty existence.

Before I met you I was me, but not the me I knew I could be. I thought love was just another word in the dictionary until I saw you smiling. Your smile was like decadent melting hot chocolate on a snowy night.

I can still recall that night when I first saw you in the rain, standing 10 meters away from me, staring at me.
At that time electricity sweeped through me. Through the thin veil of rain, your eyes softly sparkle infront of me and somehow a ordinary world starts to feel like paradise. At that moment I realised that I've passed by many eyes, but I only got lost in yours. I think this is what people call "love at first sight".

But life had other plans. It's been 4 years now, and not a single day goes by without your memory haunting my thoughts. I still can't move on, trapped in the moments we shared, longing for a past that can never be reclaimed.

[As her thoughts wandered through the past, tears welled up in her eyes, blurring the edges of her bittersweet memories.]

[A vivid flashback surged into her mind, pulling her back to the moments she had long cherished.]

[As she sat alone, lost in her thoughts, her heart ached with the weight of memories. Each one played out like a cherished scene from a movie she could never quite forget. The laughter they shared, the quiet moments of understanding, and the promises whispered in hushed tones-they all replayed in vivid detail.]

[In her mind, she saw the way his eyes had softened when he looked at her, how his smile could light up even the darkest corners of her world. The warmth of his hand in hers, the gentle way he would brush a strand of hair from her face, felt as real now as it had then. The world around her seemed to fade as she relived those precious seconds, each one a reminder of a time when her heart had been completely at ease.]

[As the memories ebbed away, she was left with a sense of longing. The past, with all its beauty and pain, lingered in her heart, a testament to a love that once was but could never be reclaimed.]