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Love is a mysterious and at the same time a wonderful feeling. Every person wants to love and be loved. Probably, a few people have not experienced this feeling. First love s another category of feelings, because it differs significantly from other types of love.

First love is an impulse, despair, a desire to be always with a person you love. It seems that even just being around your loved person makes you happy. In our first love, we often do not notice bad and think that this person is ideal, idealize him and then suffer.

First love remains in the memory of every person until the end of his days. An I am not an exception. It’s hard to forget somebody you loved, because it’s the best feeling that can be in our life. And if such love is also mutual, then this is a series of pleasant memories for life. The very first love is most often very romantic and emotionally filled, unlike subsequent feelings, which already have notes of pragmatism, prudence and depravity.

I also had this feeling. I was in the ninth grade. A boy named Aliaksandr came to our class. He studied in another school and then his family went in our town. He was very tall with dark big eyes. He was very talkative and every girl liked him immediately. I had no chances, because I was very shy. But one day he helped me to repair my computer. We understood that we had much in common, we were interested in the same things and we could talk for hours.

We become inseparable. We had a lot of common interests, so we could talk for hours on end. We often went for a walk after school, parting only for weekends. And these days I always miss Sasha very much.

Sasha was just a friend for me. One day my friend Anna said that she also like him. Then I first understood what jealousy is. It was very painful to see that they were talking or laughing. I was very angry with both Sasha and Anna.

But, fortunately, it turned out that Sasha communicated with Anna only out of courtesy, and he did not feel much interest in her. But he was very worried and wantet to make peace with me as soon as possible. So I understood that it was really important for him. I felt that I was appreciated and loved.

Sasha never told me about his feelings and did not call me his girlfriend. We were too young for this, however. But it was clear to everyone at school that we were a real couple.

So three years passed. We entered different universities and couldn’ spend much time together. It was a real tragedy for me. I couldn’t study well for the firtst time. But then we partied ways.

Many years have passed since then, and we still correspond online and remember with pleasure the time when we studied at school together.