Hello Zia, I wish all our readers a good day. Here, I want to share the memory of my first love that I never told anyone about and that I kept only to myself. I still love you, my first love, just like I did then.
In the summer of 2005, I was 18 years old and had just finished my first year of university. One morning I got a message on my phone (I’m still looking at his phone). Let’s get to know each other before reading. I ignored the first few messages because my friends were joking. I wrote a reply because I received such a message several times. But he was also cautious inside. Because I’m the only one who has managed to play with a few friends.
After meeting Zia, I learned my name and understood where I got my phone from. She was the sister of my brother’s relative who was 17 years younger than me. He saw me playing in the apartment building and I liked him so much that he asked his brother to find my phone and that’s why he’s texting me. I’ve seen it a few times before. She was a nice girl. So, this was not the case of two people who did not know each other communicating via text messages.
We texted all summer without ever meeting. In the beginning, we called each other friend, but as time went by, we were attracted to each other, even though we had never met, we had already become girlfriends and boyfriends, even though we did not officially ask for each other. Of course, she is not my girlfriend, but meeting her seemed like a big challenge to me. The first time I met him, I knew that he was the love of my life.
First we stayed for 2 nights. Nothing special happened at that meeting, Ms. R., we had already exchanged words and walked around the streets of the city. Since I never had such a problem when meeting girls before, I imagined that my first love would be like this, and I would do everything to keep all the memories of my first love sacred.
I still haven’t forgotten our first date and our first kiss. To be held by your magic and bask in the taste of your sweet red wine, that is the best happiness, my love. Every time we meet, he will be happy when I bring him his favorite gummy candy. And once he said, “Every time my parents go on a date with me, I always take a lot of candy, but that’s why I was so upset.”
The time spent with him is very short but the sweetest. Every moment is so precious that it cannot be forgotten. We broke up because of something very funny. My girlfriend is a student at a private school. I’m in 2nd year and he’s in 1st year. But he was very reluctant to tell me what school he went to. At that time, I did not mind that it would be a familiarization trip to his school and that he would also go with my friend.
Then the most time-consuming is that the familiarization trip will take days. When I was a student, girls who were only a few years old would take the students on vacation. I was very surprised, but I didn’t feel sorry. I just wanted to know the name of the place and where it was located. I accidentally asked for the address of the place of rest. It didn’t help.
It was a time when I could imagine my life and future without him. At that time, when I heard such a thing, everything seemed meaningless to me. No matter how much he begged for forgiveness, he would not give up. I’m a lot of people, but I haven’t lost anything. After that evening, I would just sit down to eat something that wouldn’t pass through my throat. Not enough sleep. I have been drinking water for 10 days.
I go to the door of the house and write a message, but it does not come out. I didn’t know how long this situation would last, so I decided to leave Mongolia. At that time, for some reason, everything happened very quickly. Drop out of school. I left without telling anyone except my family. But now and then, I get a feeling of resentment. It wasn’t that easy for me to go out, if I hadn’t given up like that, I would have made her my wife for life.
A friend of mine once said to her husband, whose love failed, when we were reminiscing about our exes. If I had stayed with my boyfriend, instead of getting married, we might have suffered on the contrary. It is my regret that he might have thought that it would be better to break up since our paths in life are no longer together. it thins the soul a little.