“The First Man who Broke My
heart”
It was something like these; love at first
sight. Tears of joy, I love him and he loves me unconditionally without
anything matters. That he is willing to give me everything I need and take good
care of me. We have the real connection not anyone can have; that only the two
of us can understand. Or maybe a words and feelings I can’t never ever describe.
We have the thing as valuable as gold that can’t take away by anyone.
He is the first man I ever
love. The first man I ever admire. The first man who came into my life and
knows me well more than any man can be. The man I will always be willing to
understands and understands me. The first man who will always protects and
guides me. The first man that will do anything just to makes me happy. The man
that is my mother’s true love and our forever first love. The man who promise
to spend all his life with us.
But, it turns out that, that man
is not perfect. It turns out that the first man I ever love all of my life, will
going to hurt us. That he can make a mistakes and he can fail. He failed us. He
hurt his true love, his wife, our mother. And so we are. He hurt all of us. He
failed us and broke our hearts. He badly hurt his wife, that much that broke our heart
into pieces. It so sad that the very first man we really love, broke our hearts.
Although, we already accepted his apology, sometimes, we still have trust
issues.
