That first love. And the first one who breaks your heart. For me, they just happen to be the same person.

I'm not into appearances. I like flaws, I think they make things interesting.

He had a nice smile. Seeing it, I felt like I’d won a prize, because he was so sparing with them.

What did it take to claim a person, really? One perfect night? A few weeks of phone calls, hundreds of texts, all of them full of future plans and promises made?...You can't measure love by time put in, but the weight of those moments. Some in life are light, like a touch. Others, you can't help but stagger beneath.

It’s like forever, always changing.

Like maybe it's forever, maybe it's not

You can’t measure love by time put in, but the weight of those moments. Some in life are light, like a touch. Others, you can’t help but stagger beneath.

Isn't that the way everything begins? A night, a love, a once and for all.

Everything in life had its phases, and if you were smart, you learned to appreciate them all. What really mattered, though, were the people in those moments with you. Memories are what we have and what we keep, and I held mine close. The ones I knew well, like a night on the beach with a boy who would always live in my heart, and the ones yet to come with another.