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Dec 2015
They say your first love is something you’ll never forget

The person you first loved under the summer sun of your junior year who held you close and swore the stars were in your eyes and they would never leave 

The intense, young love.

Innocent, pure, unpredictable. 

It’s true that you’ll never forget that love, but the love is not what you don’t forget 
You remember the first time someone literally took your heart out of your chest and drained every ounce of fluid from it as you watched another person hold onto his 

You remember how he swore he loved you and when those words came out of his mouth you felt like you understood the rest of the world, 

And when he said he didn’t feel it anymore you understood why in the first month with him your mother told you to slow down

You don’t remember how you remember, but you remember how you never actually forgot
Leola banks
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Leola banks  Canada
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     ---, Yung Wifey, JustChloe and Cecil Miller
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