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                                                        THE LOST LOVE...

                                     There may be lot's of love in some ones life , but first love is just memorable... its a divine stage which can't be forgotten nor be removed from life. first love may not be true one but it is life time memorable love....                                     same in my life, my first love, ofcoures in school time, i had a crush on my classmate which was a true one but first love... i used to wait for her while entering the class . i used to see her all the times and finding chance to meet her and speak with her... we where just a friend but not best one. i used to find chance just to impress her all the time....                                    she knew that i had a crush on her, but my shyness stopped me every time to propose her. i remembered i used to take the books from her at home just to find reason to speak with her. probably i was just gone and lost in her. but i can't understand that it was love exactly we where small enough to understand it that it was love. but some thing amazing feeling was there.                                    i can't understand why i was roaming behind her, why i was looking at her all time i just can't understand but feeling was just touched the god. feeling was amazing like she is mine and just mined. i used to get jealous when i see anyone with her. yes, i was mad in her. but it was unconditional true love. like one sided love. and it was one sided love. but the love was amazing.i used to sit behind her and every lecture i used to pass funny comment just to impress her, six months passes like this and this just friendship turns into besties, we came more closer.we used to be together and that masti was all time full. with together something was missing in us was love but feelings where same.... just we can't came to knew we both  where in love. this bond remains long till tenth and promised we will be touched till the end of our life. both where feeling hurt ed and bad as we can't be we where before, but promise was a hope to us we will be in touched....but we where not enough mature to understand promise is just a word. but still it was a hope to me.                                    and that love remains still hope to me, for my unconditional true love....atlast love may die but feeling not....and my feeling remain same for my unconditional true love.....                                                               

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