The first love

I think that love is a feeling which I want to share with everyone.  I want to tell about my happiness that overwhelmed me…Last November I loved a boy from my school.He was very considerate,caring and affectionate. I haven’t met people like him. I thought that he was a very special person, and he was the most beautiful boy in the world.  He was a football player and a good student. It seemed that he was the man I`ve been looking for.Every time I saw him, I smiled. My eyes were shining with joy, and my heart was like a singing bird. Sometimes we communicated in the social network, but it was rare. Every day at school I watched after him, but he did not notice me.That boy was my love.I was ready to do everything for him…
But one day he told me that he liked another girl. I pretended that I didn`t care,but I had a strange feeling inside. I knew that I wasn`t the girl he loved.I have ceased tobe important for him. I had nothing to live,I thought.The pain was inside, tearing me apart. My love begged to go outside, but something stopped me.Every day I was misty-eyed about him. Sometimes, I fell into a depression. The first love was given to me though it wasn`t the best.I loved that boy with all my heart and all my soul.But my love for him has ceased to be mutual. I couldn’t understand myself.  I realized that I should forget him.
A month later, I began thinking less of him. During this time, I had to forget about all our joyful and happy moments.Yes, I confess honestly that what was given me wasn`t the best, but at least I experienced it! In a week he wrote that he wanted to see me. He expected a positive response from me, but he did not realize that I no longer loved him.I explained that I wasn`t like him. He didn’t expect such a response from me and refused believing it. But I said that we could be just friends, and the only thing that could bind us together was sport competitions.He understood it and even apologized, but as I said, "We are now just friends. Apology accepted."At the moment we stopped talking at all. I cannot say that I was happy, I was very sad and sometimes I was under the weather.
Time flies… Sometimes I want to return our past, but I understand that life doesn`t stop. «My past is important,but not as important as my present». First love is not always a happy beginning of teenager’s life.After all any teenager experienced many emotions and feelings.My love was my lesson, my first painful, tearing me apart lesson, but very important lesson of love.