Album Series IV

When I open my album after many years, I recall the emotions I experienced at that time. That was the first feeling I ever had for someone. I never knew the event would happen with me that day. It was uncertain and spontaneous. After a few days, I confirmed that I loved someone sincerely. A few months later someone nameless was my right, and we were in love at last. 

The start of Romance

The management felt the distributions of girls in sections were not uniform. I was in class 10C. I never knew who would join and leave my class. Few boys were adjusted to Section D, and few girls joined my class. Finally the class was set with a comparable number of boys and girls.  

Class romance is usually a disastrous idea. I couldn’t control my feelings that time. The moment of her entrance, her short hair beautifully cut, a few books in her hand, and her shy demeanor, captured my heart. The beam of her beautiful humble face distracts my attention in the class, yet I wasn’t overwhelmed with the feelings. 

Since then it has been an affliction of my brain. But my priority was only studying, and whenever I got spare time, I thought of her and enjoyed her moves during social work. Intervals were my best time to fascinate her and think further. It was tough talking to friends about her. Finally, a good friend helped me learn her name and background. 

Image from Google~ pardon me!

Her name was K… W… she was from the northern part of Tashigang, yet not far north. At the very end I knew everything about her. 

Finally, it was time for me to let her know. To propose to a girl face-to-face, carrying loads of feeling, is simply a thought. Never in real life could I face it. The commonest and best was to write a sweet epistle and send it to a friend covertly. 

Finally, I did write a few sentences in a letter. The content I only remember is my remark to reply soon. A week went by waiting for a reply. One fine Saturday night, it was a moment of joy. I got her reply, and we were united. She loved me, and I loved her. Our hearts were manacled. She was my first love. 

Within a few weeks, it was time for departure. I could not believe it. But I had to face the reality. She was far away from me; however, she felt so close when I read her committed letters. Reminiscing about her was my obligation. 

Losing one's first love was a painful experience. I was astray by the loss of my love. I am happy that I am a friend to her and she is the mom of a kid.

Time apprise feelings,

Eternal love shalt prevail.