49th days

Maybe your first love is the one who sticks with you because it is the only person who will ever receive all of you.

After that, you learn better. But, most of all, no matter what, a piece of you forever remains left behind in the heart of the one you loved – a piece no future lover could ever get, no matter what.

That piece holds innocence, the belief that love really can last forever. It holds friendship and pain, trial and error, that one kiss you will never forget, and that night under the stars that you can never get back.

It holds youth and everything you thought love would be.

Everything that was proven wrong.

May you rest in peace. In that special place reserved for us in hell. Hang tight, I will be arriving soon.

Author: Viet Nguyen

I thought what I had do was, I had pretend I was one of those Deaf Mutes

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