​First Love The Art of Trusting:

First Love: It begins so quietly that the heart never notices when one person starts becoming its favourite part of every day.

A simple conversation brings an endless smile. A single glance is enough to paint the cheeks with blush. Without any reason, happiness starts finding its own way.

Days suddenly become stories, and every story longs to be shared with that one person. The smallest moment, the silliest joke, the tiniest achievement nothing feels complete until they know about it.

Time is never enough. Hours pass like minutes, and every goodbye asks for just a few moments more.

Then come the little fights, the stubborn silence, the secret hope that they will be the first to make everything alright. The lips may refuse to speak, but the heart never stops waiting.

A strange pain appears when they laugh with someone else. No name is given to that feeling, yet it quietly asks, "Am I still your favourite?"

Without even realizing, expectations grow. A delayed reply feels heavy. A small misunderstanding leaves a deep ache. Not because the reasons are big, but because the love has become bigger.

And through all of this, the heart never learns to fear an ending. It believes every tomorrow will still have the same smile, ythe same conversations, the same hands to hold.  Perhaps that is why  first love remains unforgettable. It is the only love that trusts forever without ever asking whether forever truly exists.