First Love

There were, are and will be a few girls who crossed my life. But nothing can change the fact that she was my first love. She was my angel and I regret expressing my love to her at the wrong time.

I met her for the first time on a foggy morning in the midst of 200 people, almost 60 percent were girls. She looked like an angel among them in a white dress. My heart skipped a beat and my time froze the moment she turned and walked towards me. I was staring at her without blinking.

Our introduction was brief, we were introduced by a friend of mine and the only word we spoke was "Hi", Even though a lot was going on in my mind. I wished I could spend some time with her.

This opportunity came to me only 2 weeks later, when I was asked to enroll her in a class I was planning for. That meeting of ours was important only because we had sometime together, even though we didn't speak a word to each other.

I took me half an hour to talk to her, only after meeting daily for a complete week. She was standing under a tree by the side of her class.

"Hi"

"Hi"

"Why are you standing here?"

"Waiting for my friends. They'll be here any minute."

"I saw one of your friend, the short girl, entering the class. She must be inside."

"Thanks"

After this, the friction between us loosened up and I was feeling free around her. She introduced her friends to me. I even made it to her home.

We started to spend a lot of time together. I liked her... No, No, Loved her.. I loved her very much.

I decided to express my love to her. But, when I went to meet her, her parents took her to their native and it took me around a year to meet her.

But, when I met her again, I couldn't get myself to say it. I didn't feel that she was the same person I love. She acted like I didn't exist there.

I felt very bad for coming there and as I was about to leave her mom gave me her mobile number and asked to keep in touch.

Reviews

[Pixals]

Sounds good. The dialogue could use some work though :)