I was only 15 when I saw her for the first time. Calling her “beautiful” wouldn’t do her justice. Her mesmerizing, topaz-blue eyes, her ruby-red soft lips, and her golden hair made me believe that she came straight out of a fairytale. I immediately liked her, and it didn’t take long before I loved her like nobody else before. She was my first love. And as all stories have an end, ours has ended too. We didn’t keep in touch. But true love can never be destroyed. Even when we try to renounce it, love transcends into a new form, it is reborn over and over again, because it stems from eternity itself.
Music: Emotional Blockbuster 2 Written by: Rafael Krux