Missing you

Hi, first love!

How are you? What are you doing there? Do you miss me? Oh, sorry. I mean, do you remember me? My name? My face?

I always remember you. Your full name, your eyes, your smile, and your ugly handwriting. Haaha

Do you know that I'm here really miss you? In the past, I used to meet you every day. When the exams came, I was really happy. Because what? My chair was next to you! Uh, I feel so embarassed to tell this. But I miss those moments, really.

Maybe this feeling for you is just my monkey love. I was just a little girl who didn't know anything but like your gummy smile. I was just a little girl who didn't has awarness to tell this feeling. I was just a little girl.

Your bright smile always be my favorite. Your tall body, your straight black hair, your tan skin, I liked you at all.

Your smart brain, your music skills, your handsome face, your double dimples, I liked you the most.

They are say, nobody is perfect. But how could you be so perfect in my eyes everytime I see you? Yes, you're my forever first love.

Junior high, you were so cool with a basketball in your hands. You were playmaker for your team. Your sweat, your tired face, your happy expression, you looked like basketball star.

Senior high, you were so perfect with your jersey team. Kicked the ball, passed well, made a goal. He's my first love. Unspoken love. Unrequited love.

Thanks for coloring my life. Thanks for filling my heart. Thanks forbeing my spirit. So thank you..

Now, I'll try to forget this feeling. Even if it's so difficult to me, I'll try to erase you from my heart. I just wish for your healt and happiness. I hope we meet again in the future.

XO, Chee

(Sorry for wrong tenses, English isn't my mother language)