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First Love? (ON GOING)

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fiction general love romance teen

I always dream of a not so perfect relationship but at least of a one true love .. 
I never had any experience about relationship , because I guess its true about my friends are telling me , I am one great pihikan .. well I keep saying no because I just don't want my first love to be ruin . 
I never dream to have lot of boyfriends but 
I dream to spend many years to my one true love , 

I don't have idea of how to act as a girlfriend , 
how to be sweet , 
how to be a protective girlfriend ,
how to be a jealous girlfriend or should I be jealous for something ?

I am excited to know what will be our monthsary date ,
our endearment  , or how many struggles we can go through , 

until he came , the most unexpected person I could ever imagine  ,
out of my standard , people around cant imagine too I said yes to him 
but I don't care  its my heart who chose him .. 

it all gave me the idea that being in a relationship resolve every problem , so long were together  ,
just he's presence became my strength ,
he's sweet words makes me comfortable ,


until one day 
your "I love you's "
your "i miss you "
your sweet smiles that you only invented to me 
why am I dying to see it again . 
why do I need to cry whenever I misses you , 

why did we end up like this ,  
I don't want to hear the word end because I still hope you'll gonna fight for me , but why ? 
you cant even look at me ..

I still want you .. pls .All Rights Reserved

fiction general love romance teen

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