I think I finally know why people say they will never forget
their first big love. Unrequited or not, first love is like a drug. It’s all
consuming and all encompassing. If it doesn't make or break you, it definitely does
change you. It trains you, sets expectations and if you're lucky, it shows you
not only what you're capable of mentally but also emotionally. And when this
love is lost, which happens more often than not, you grow the fuck up. Maybe
you’ll leave a part of you behind and maybe you’ll take a part of them with
you. But you pick up the pieces, pull yourself together and you move on. And
you tell yourself the one universal truth - you will be alright. Tough times
don't last, tough people do and you will repeat this to yourself till you
actually are all right.
