My First Love Novels & Stories

"Yeah. Atasha Valverde. She was... my first love." The phrase hit me unexpectedly. My heart gave a small, irrational sting. First love. There was a weight in those words, a kind of tenderness you could never quite replace. I took a quiet breath, willing myself to stay composed, but jealousy brushed faintly across my chest like smoke.

I admitted, my voice tinged with remorse. "Well, it's understandable. You still have feelings for him," Malik responded, his voice filled with empathy. I wasn't entirely sure if he intended that as a question, but just the mere contemplation of everyone's emotions left me feeling utterly drained. My fingers anxiously raked through my hair as I paced back and forth, seeking solace near the window. "He was my first love, you know," I confessed, my voice laden with a mix of nostalgia and pain. "Even though he eventually tore my heart apart, there's something about your first love that lingers on, no matter how horribly it ended."

"My god! You make me feel like you are a lunatic." "I might have to kill him if he was alive. I don't like to share what is mine." "Yours? Since when did I become yours?" "You will be one day." "In your dreams! What is up to you today? Are you high?" "No! I know what's mine will be mine." "Whatever!" "But why are you in love with a dead man? What's fascinating about him?" I was quiet first, remembering the first man I ever loved. "He was the first man to be nice to me."

Angel hugged me tightly. "Then I decided that I will never love anyone in my life. I hate the word love because it makes a person weak. In fact I never had any affairs in my life and you know, you are my first love. You are the first girl in my life" I said and she smiled.

I start by saying. "Sadie you will always be my first love. You may not be my first kiss, my first time or the first person I have liked. But you are my first real love. You got the best of me, not because I am perfect no because you have made me a better person. You make me want to be a better person. I knew from the moment I saw you in the fire station you had my heart. Even though your first words to me at the time were take a picture it would last longer." I say with tears running down my face. She smiles sweetly and lifts her tiny hand to wipe my tears away.

"You had a first love?" Eloy's face flushed when Andres asked such a question. He nodded in embarrassment. "One's first love is always very special because, at that moment, we first feel our hearts like flowers blooming in a garden. Isn't that right, Eloy?" "Right, sir," Eloy replied in agreement. He even still remembers the name of his first love who is nowhere to be found. Moreover, it took Eloy a long time to forget her even though he changed partners several times.

She was marrying someone whom she doesn't like, and she doesn't want to end up over the factor that they can be in divorce in no time. "Do you felt the thing called 'First Love'?" Danny asked and Jane looked up from staring too much from her lap. She swallowed constantly as she remembered Paul, Danny's father. Jane's first love was him, and no doubt, Paul still had a special place in her heart. She breathed inwardly and she clutched the hem of her shirt alongside her skirt. She bit her lip as she glanced around the area. Stan and her son were not back yet and she battled in herself whether to say it or not. She was wondering if she should say it to his son immediately. After all, it was the

It's only natural that we do so. It's not the first person you say yes to, not even first person to have your virginity, its far more rooted than all of this and sometimes it's the perfect definition of right person, wrong time. Your first love is powerful, innocent but just as much as intense and passionate. It's the most precious of any love and the hardest to forget. That even after many years, those emotions that failed to become strange to you would come flooding back again once you're faced with it again—with him. A lifetime later even, you would stand there in bewitchment and try to convince yourself that nothing has changed.

"I knew I loved him when fate tested our relationship." He smiled before continuing, "It's hard to explain with words, but you'll know that at the right time. And at that moment, it's like being hit by a meteor. It's like the world and your heart stop beating. It's like you've been hit by a car but open your eyes, you're still alive. It's even clearer than my blurry eyes that I love Yuan, and he's the only one I'll love for the rest of my life." I was stunned by his face. I can see how much she loves her boyfriend. She looks so... in love. And I swear I can see her face glowing. I guess he's in his own world and I'm not with him anymore.

“It’s… just okay.” How was I supposed to explain that I had completely ruined things? “Sir, she’s back, she’s back!” Lewis rushed in excitedly. Even Mrs. Thompson dropped her cleaning cloth and ran out. So this was the charm of the first love! The front door slowly opened. A middle-aged, elegant woman appeared before us. She was indeed beautiful enough to be someone’s first love. However, her age didn’t quite match. “Mom, welcome home.” David stood up to greet her.