This is my first love story. I was really young then, I was a junior high student to be exact. On my first day of school, I met this girl who then became one of my best friend at school. She likes to share her feelings with me, it almost felt like she regarded me as her older brother. I wasn't thinking that I was in love with her, but then I started questioning my feeling towards her, "Am I in love ?"

I couldn't answer that question until three years later, when I already moved to Singapore. I realized that all this time, it was more than just friendship for me, it was my first love. I was too late to say anything to her, we were never in touch again, but until now I still love her, because she's my dearest, love, and heart.

That experience has affected me in a lot of ways. I was never as indecisive as I used to be. I appreciate time even more now, because every time I think about her, I realize that we can't never turn back time and undo what we've done but we can repair it by being the better us.

When I parted with her for the last time, it became a very meaningful event in my life, I will never forget it, not even in a million years. We were both in tears, holding to each other really tight, afraid that we might never meet again. The word "Good bye" has never felt so difficult to say. Now, I tend to wonder, If only I realized my feeling earlier, I wonder what would happen. I just have to live my life to the fullest right now and hope for the best.