My first true love
Before we met
I was just starting my first year in college,
I was still slightly getting over the death of my pet ferret, Snoopy.
I loved her so much.
The first day came and we had Japanese 101 together.
We began talking and became friends instantly.
You made me smile, laugh, and I could be happy again.
One night, after a club meeting, you asked me to dinner, offering to pay.
I instantly said no,
not wanting you to waste your money on me.
After winter break,
my feelings started to blossom.
From like to affection.
We started getting closer after a break up,
and I felt that I could feel safe in your arms, my affection soon turned into love
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