Maybe it was fate that I sat next to her that day, or serendipity, divine intervention, who knows? However you look at, I got seated next to the first girl to ever really steal my heart. I was in love from that moment on.
You can__ re-create the first time you promise to love someone or the first time you feel loved by another. You cannot relive the sensation of fear, admiration, self-consciousness, passion, and desire all mixed into one because it never happens twice. You chase it like the first high for the rest of your life. It doesn__ mean you can__ love another or move on; it just means that the one spontaneous moment, the split second that you took the leap, when your heart was racing and your mind was muddled with What ifs?__hat moment__ill never happen the same way again. It will never feel as intense as the first time. At least, that__ the way I remember it. That__ why my mother always said we memorialize our past. Everything seems better in a memory.
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You can__ re-create the first time you promise to love someone or the first time you feel loved by another. You cannot relive the sensation of fear, admiration, self-consciousness, passion, and desire all mixed into one because it never happens twice. You chase it like the first high for the rest of your life. It doesn__ mean you can__ love another or move on; it just means that the one spontaneous moment, the split second that you took the leap, when your heart was racing and your mind was muddled with What ifs?__hat moment__ill never happen the same way again. It will never feel as intense as the first time. At least, that__ the way I remember it. That__ why my mother always said we memorialize our past. Everything seems better in a memory.
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