No response, no contacts, but what if it’s too late. Thinking of that must also be obvious right!! But I have loved some one who when leaving primary school had not even bid me goodbye, someone who had never tried to contact me until I fell in love with another boy.
But later, I realized that loving was maybe that boy but residing in my heart was him. That mistake was not only occurred by me but also by him if I’m not mistaken as this is what I’ve heard somewhere. Love is not a game my first love will remain the first and the last.
But if it’s too late, there will be one day when I will have to leave and sail the ocean by myself but maybe there will come a day when we will meet again if destiny is with me. The story about whom I’m writing is on wattpad also I’m waiting for him to write some romantic histories.
AUTHOR
NASROOLLAH ZURIIYAH
13 YEARS OLD.
