The first love means how the mind is doing, what is the feeling of a rush of emotions in the chest.
First love is a golden memory, a flash of memories painted in gold.
How many loves come and go, but the first love remains a personal feeling in the heart of the heart.
Love comes and fades slowly, the stars can move one day!
Is the poet's words really true?
Can love be lost?
For the first time in the atrium of the heart, if the feeling for someone is born, it can not be lost!
In fact, the memories of first love and first love are never forgotten.
In special moments, the mind says, don't look for me, you have been gone for a long time - how long should I look for you? But remember.
The gray shadow of joy or sadness consumes the jewel of the heart.
Instantly, a drop of rainwater accumulated in the corner of the eye.
Love-Sad-Happiness, for everyone.
No human in the world is left out. That's why the poet said "only humans are worshipers of love".
Where there is love, there is pain on the other side. So today I will write the words of my pain. I am starting with my first love.
I was a 10th standard student then.
I had two friends named Sajib and Jahangir. The three of us stayed together all day except at night. We were three very distant teenagers.
No A's and T's in our class
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