When a girl falls in love for the first time she will remember it for the rest of her life. She will remember his face and his hands, or maybe his arms and how she fit between them. She will remember his voice and the feeling- above all the feeling. The bliss and the beauty of the world when she was with him, the ‘can-do-no-wrong’ way she saw him, and the indescribable happiness with which he filled her heart. That memory will be her most valued memory. Even when the magic comes to an end and she cries and mourns and then she moves on. Even when she finds someone else, maybe even someone better. Her first love will always be her strongest.
That is how I feel about you.
You are the greatest thing that ever happened to me. You were my first love: the first one to creep into my heart and stay, to crawl into my mind and fill it with joy. You could do, and can do no wrong in my eyes. Your faults are not faults, but contribute to your beauty. With you I could not be unhappy, a bad day was a good day in comparison to the rest of my bad days. You saved me. You came to me (or, rather, I to you) when I needed you most, but you welcomed me with open arms and loved me as I loved you. You wiped away my tears, you calmed my fears, you comforted me and erased all my bad memories. The world was better when I was with you. I have not been as happy since, or felt as loved or loved as much. There have been others, but none the same. None have loved me as you did and I could not love another more. I would not betray you. Though I cried when it came to an end and though I was sad and hurt I knew you did not want our end any more than I did. I knew we wanted to be together forever. We shared the same hopes and dreams; no one could come between us. But our time came to an end and I had to leave you though I did not want to. Leaving you was the hardest part because loving you was so easy. Wait for me, I will return. Remember be, I will never forget you. Love me as I love you: forever.
Io sono tuo,
Tara.
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