Goodbye, my first love

That day, I hurried through the street and suddenly heard someone calling my name, ah, what a familiar voice! I followed the prestige, this look, my heart almost jumped out of my chest, it turned out, it was you! My first love!

Since we broke up helplessly, so far, it has been nearly a decade in the blink of an eye. For ten years, I have fallen in love, married, and had children, although you are still in my heart, and always in the dead of night, your shadow comes to my heart. However, you are no longer the protagonist of my life. With the passage of time, your impression in my mind has faded, and now it has almost faded to nothingness. But I never expected that today, in this crowded street, we would meet unexpectedly!

You are still so elegant and handsome, and you have more of a mature charm than in the past. Facing me, your eyes are still so hot, your lips are trembling slightly, you can see that you are desperately suppressing the emotions that are surging inside. And I, under your scorching gaze, my calm heart actually made waves, and I couldn't help but panic and be shy, and I blushed and lowered my head. After a brief silence, I heard your excited story, you said how you had thought of me over the years, how you had helplessly married a woman you did not love under the pressure of your family. Although she is gentle and virtuous, gave birth to a child for you, and has always loved you deeply, your heart is always full of me. I always occupy an important place in your heart. You are miserable for this, and you are ashamed of your love for me, but you can't stop thinking about me, you can't erase me from your memory.

Listening to your excited story, I was so moved that I couldn't help but look up at you affectionately, and you, too, looked at me with fire in your eyes, for a moment we looked at each other, at this time, I seemed to be back to our past, and I became your favorite Snow White.

However, it was only a short period of confusion, and I soon woke up, and now we are all married and have children, we all have our own families, we all carry a deep responsibility, no matter how good the past has been, we can never go back to the past, like two parallel lines, maybe still in love, but never again can intersect.

So, when you urgently asked us to continue to communicate, I refused without hesitation, and when I saw that I refused decisively, your expression was so hurt, and your eyes were also sad, and you repeatedly asked me why I couldn't, why I couldn't, even if it was like a normal friend.

Ah, my first love, how reluctant I am to hurt you, and now we, no matter what form of interaction, I think there will be no good results. The past has passed, don't paint the beauty of our past gray, let us still keep the original good memories, goodbye, my first love!