Falling in love is magical... With him,it would be a miracle... He was my very first... But not the one I really love... It all started when I was thirteen... But only ended when I reached fifteen... He's so wonderful,yet he always makes me sorrowful... I pinned for him everyday... And hoped that he would look my way... It was only an innocent crush... But the truth left me feeling crushed... The simple yet painful truth... He had a gal,I was a fool... The truth broke my heart in two... Because of what I had gone through... It's been four years already... But I wont forget my first love, That is you...Birth sign: Not entered
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