When I was in 7th grade, I had my first love. It was this amazing, pretty girl, Mary Sander. I knew she liked me and of course I do too. It would be stupid if I despise a gorgeous lady like Mary. She’s a “soccer girl” something that I always wanted, she’s super intelligent just like me, tall, cool, sweet, talented, fun, attractive, her white skin is perfect, her eyes are just like a vampire because the color changes frequently, cute, curvy, killer smile, she was the most beautiful cheerleader at Huffiness. She was just made for me!!
I was waiting for the perfect moment to ask her out. I had planned to do it on Valentine’s Day; in my mind there were a thousand of ideas to how ask her to be my girlfriend. One of those was to write on a poster  “I LOVE YOU” in all the languages that are in Google Translate and said that even I love you in all  those languages can’t explain  my love that I feel for you because is from another planet. But I didn’t, I came with another plan, something from inside of my heart.
When it finally came the day I was handsome and ready. I mean I was born ready, but I was ready to declare my love to her. When I saw her my heart was beating faster just like if it wants to get out of my body. She was beautiful like a sunset at sea, she was walked to me, she gave a letter and my favorite chocolates and say lovely “Happy Valentine’s Day, Martin” I replace hugging her and whispering at her ear “Happy Valentine’s Day, princess”. I didn’t give her anything. I had planned to do all the show after school. Literarily, there were no words to describe how beautiful she was. She was  wear a beautiful dress with pretty boots, even if she would wear an old, nasty shorts with a big, ugly t-shirt, she would still look gorgeous.
The final idea that I came in was to write a poem or something like that and give her roses and the key of my heart. So when it was the end of the school I was a little nervous, but confident. We met just next to the school. I hold her hands and I recited my poem to her: I wish my love would turn into bright sunlight so that I could warm your heart, she completely fell in love. I gave her the roses and a bracelet with a heart that had the initials M & M. My voice was sure and sweet when I asked the question. I…asked her...to be my girlfriend. She interrupts me when I was saying girlfriend with a…YES!!! She hugged me and I hugged her back, we kissed, our first kiss, my first kiss was just like a drug under my influence. And yeah! I was the happiest man in the world. She was my first girlfriend my first love.
Because of this experience I learned that true love exists, it’s something that you can’t explain it. It changed completely my life, is something that you want ii, but you can’t have it, but it this time I do, I had my first love. People say that love changes you for good or for bad, but for me this love changes me for both… And you in what kind of way, your love changes you love?