In the first days of that November I fell in love with you ...

Yes, yes, I fell in love for the first time and really in November, more precisely 3 numbers. It was the day when the first time it began to snow.

November 3 ... this day still does not go away from my memory, because it cost me 5 months of suffering because of unrequited love ... For on this day I saw his lovers, deep, unusually blue eyes. His gaze, his smile. He was so beautiful. It was the first and last day of my happiness ... I even had no idea that love can be so cruel that it can bring so much pain and suffering. When you wake up and fall asleep with the thought of your loved one every day. When he is near , you inhale his smell, listen to him breathe. When you love a person just for the fact that he is in this world. When you do not see a single flaw in it. When you admire him as a Hollywood star. When only his eyes are enough to make his heart flinch and goosebumps. When you think about him constantly, and especially when he is not around. When you just live it. And in spite of everything, you wish him happiness ...

Thanks to this man, I learned what love is, but it cost me too much ...

He is my first love .... Maybe he will never know about it ... Then there was a lesson in geography, I looked in my notebook and wrote something. Suddenly my friend and neighbor in the school cried out: "oh, love, love ! " I asked her what's wrong, and she pointed a finger at my classmate. I remember when he was sitting on the first desk, and turning back, he looked at me. I looked him in response ... and then I was lost ... I saw his embarrassed eyes. So sincere, such relatives. When I looked at him, he blushed terribly, but still did not take his eyes off mine, as I did ...

I later asked myself the question: "How so?" He had the gaze to fall in love with himself, is it possible? " now I know what's possible. Before that, I did not notice him. He constantly asked me something, I answered coldly, tried to catch my attention, when we passed by each other, he passed so close the impression was created that this was special, then turned around and looked at the stop, constantly looking at me at the lessons, even sometimes touching my hair (he was sitting behind me). Apparently he thought that I did not notice it.

I had not noticed him for months. And then all that remembered that day, and fell in love even more strongly, constantly came to his page in VK, and read his statuses about love, apparently they were initiated by me. But coming to school the next day, I noticed his attention evaporated somewhere. He did not even look in my direction. I did not understand what was the matter. But five days later I read his status: "Kill that part of the brain that thinks I'll run after you."

Tears began to roll from my eyes, he stopped loving me when I just noticed him. He was tired, and ceased to love. And I ... I had to struggle with my feelings all the time, but it was almost impossible, I kept thinking about As if these feelings were fed up with the memory of that day, his love statuses, which he still did not delete, that I was sitting with him in the same class every day. I was terribly ill from day to day. When do you understand that not mutually, but the heart is still glowing.

And after five months I was tired, just tired of waiting for him. Wait when he turns his attention to me. But soon I learned that he had a girlfriend ... Through tears I wished him happiness, and I thought how lucky she was. Then my love has truncated, feelings have forgotten. But I'm singing this day every day thinking about it, more precisely I remember how I loved it ...

We almost did not communicate with him, but the feeling that I know him all my life, I know his habits, weaknesses, inclinations, tastes, etc. I have a loving guy, we are happy together. But I still can not throw my memories of my first love, and just wanted to share this story with you ...