Bitter-Sweet Love, But Mostly Bitter.
Description
love is a feeling the moment i saw him walked towards me.
i must be crazy cause i swear i saw him walked in slow-mo with gust of winds.
this must be fate, or so i thought.
Foreword
The memories of my first love wasn’t exactly beautiful. But it wasn’t all that painful. And why’s that?
Cause i was sixteen and foolish. beside, I looked ordinary while my first love looked like a character that comes out of manga. Can you imagine how perfect he is? i can only adore him from afar cause my legs turn to jelly everytime i saw him. 2 years passed and i can’t see him any longer cause he graduated first. And yeah, i saw him on my 2nd day of high school and fell in love at first sight. After he left, i swore to myself. When i’m able to love someone else, i’ll be brave and tell him about my feelings so i don’t have anything to regret cause i can at least say “i’ve tried”.
But then again, my luck .
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