I think my first love was in 3rd grade. There was this blonde cute guy named Jurgen. I still remember him with the white shirt he looked so good in. I dont remember how we even started talking to each other but i remember him whispering to me at the bin in the class saying that i was beautiful and smart and that's why he liked me. We would hug EVERY DAY after everyone was gone from class. Until someday he just left , and i shouted his name once or twice in the hall........... I cried in that moment and a couples nights after. He started mocking me which made it more hurtful. Its been 7 years know and i would really like to meet this guy or be friends now as a bit more matured ppl. lol
