Love Life (First Story)

About My First Love (Part 1)

My first love story began when I was just a kid in Primary 4. I remember there was this boy, John, who always seemed to have a silent affection for me, even from those early days. His feelings were never hidden, evident in every word he spoke and every message he sent. We shared a bond as good friends, spending time together and enjoying each other’s company. However, at that time, I wasn’t ready to explore romance, not even as I reached Primary 6. It was a time filled with laughter and hurdles, and I was content with just being friends with John.

Then came a day, a simple trip with my parents’ friends, where fate introduced me to Ryan. He was just a boy, the same age as me. I sensed his fondness for me, but my heart was already tangled in the threads of John’s affection. So, I brushed aside any thoughts of Ryan and confided in John about our encounter. The moment I met Ryan, John told me clearly to stay away from Ryan. John held the key to my heart, and without hesitation, I chose him over Ryan.

But fate seemed determined to test our bonds. One evening, during a game of truth or dare, tensions rose, and John and Ryan found themselves at odds, fighting over me. I was caught in the middle, trying to mend what seemed irreparable. The next day, John’s demeanor turned cold, a sharp sting piercing through me. It felt like he couldn’t grasp the truth of my feelings, consumed instead by misunderstandings and distractions. It was a dark time for our friendship, and I didn’t know how to fix it.

Amidst all the chaos, Ryan was a constant source of support for me. His kindness had no limits, and he always understood me. Even though he knew that my heart still belonged to John, he never left my side and helped me navigate the situation. When John made the painful decision to end our relationship, Ryan was the one who reached out to me, offering his hand and heart. In that moment of shattered dreams, I found myself torn between fear and desire. I questioned whether I should accept Ryan’s love, which he had offered with such sincerity, or risk rejecting the one who had cherished me for years, choosing instead the boy I had met purely by chance.

After giving it much thought, I decided to… (Part 2 will be forthcoming.)