My 87th Post: The First Love

From the day we are born with the brain of our's, another organ leads our life...it takes over our every moment and gets attached to every sight we experience....we develop sentiments for things which we didn't even really pay attention to....our heart, that meddling devil, clings to everything but at times, it sticks so hard that it seems impossible to head on without that structure in our life.....the worst part is when this devil acts as a cupid and grabs on to a person specially for the first time.....
People say that it isn't possible to love more than once....or lets just say that it is believed that a person loves once and if he/she loves again then there is no purity in the heart.....I totally disagree....I have always believed that a person can love as many times as he/she find someone beautiful enough to pluck the strings of one's heart.....but yeah, first love is always the first love no matter how many times a person ties his/her heart with someone....
First love....well that is heavy for everyone....when ever someone is asked about that, the expressions change from normal to something outta this world....that single expression shows love, care, happiness and even unfortunately for most, sadness....it is kinda impossible to forget one's first love....no matter if that was the science teacher in 4th standard or the girl in the neighbouring class in grad 2....whom so ever he or she is, their image always remains in the heart....though maybe in the back of it but it remains there....
First love is just like an imprint upon one's thoughts....what ever next happens in life, the experience from that never leaves the mind....I am really confused of what to write here further....I know it is one beautiful thing to happen because it is the thing which makes a person realise that he/she has real feelings and ain't selfish only to care for oneself....that Cupid's arrow unclogs a reality of life but, the dreadful thing is that it is tough to let go....
Those feelings always remain attached and the worst happens when one isn't successful.....the irony here is that no matter how hurt a person is and what ever he/she utters, they really love that first one till the end....this is amongst the precious worldly love affairs that follows a person to his/her grave.....a person might be loving many but that first love, always has the key to the throne.....it is like the kingdom is built around that someone and even with the fall of time, that someone remains there and sought to never leave through the tiny doors of the heart as there are no good byes to the first one....
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