First love is always special. I met my first love in my second year of high school. She was a new student in our class. When I first saw her, I fell in love with her smile and charm. And as she spent time with her, they fell in love with each other.
But our first love was short-lived. Because her family was moving to another city. It was so hard for me to let her go. And her breakup with her hurt me greatly.
But even after that, I couldn't forget her. My memories of her and her are some of the most precious memories of my life. First love is always special and beautiful. And my first love with her is one of the most beautiful moments in my life.