Young love is always the greatest, it comes with memories, joy and pain, and first love will never die, especially when you're fourteen.
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Whenever...
I see the sky,
I remember
someone's above,
In my heart
where she lies,
And she taught me
how to love,
Smiling foolishly,
While becoming
clear and definite,
The flower of love,
To take
something.
"Fourteen" - by Haraya
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Unlike how steady we are when it comes to finding relationship as an adult, teenage years were the memorable bunch of all, we face our feelings head on. Recklessly pursuing our love despite all the immaturity we have, this is the fruitful years of youth, the colorful period when we are just who we are. Pure, unbounded, hotblooded, facing our adversary which is our future. Some teenage love last shortly, while some got happy ending. However, it couldn't change the fact of the heartbeats and tears we dedicated of that yearning times.
Well said, those teenage memories are the kind that last forever. 👏👏
Ha, yes. Lovely poem, never forgotten loves. I still evoke such memories.