Love is No Easy Matter

Misspring

I know I'm a little reminiscent,especially when it comes to love,because every now and then I recall my first love affair happening in my junior high years;and it was from that experience I began to truly understand love.

  He and I were in the same class of the same high school,but the first year of our relationship was anything but pleasant.We quarrelled a lot over issues like he didn't hand in homework in time(I was the monitor at that time) or I reported his misbehavior to the head teacher too much too often.Whenever he got that snotty look on his face, I thought we would never get on good terms.However,something magic did happen.When we moved into the second year,I still being the monitror and he still handing in homework late sometimes, we both sensed something different.I got to know that he was very diligent in deed,and had a gentle heart which allowed him to clean the classroom all alone when everyone else had gone.I altered my atitude towards him,becoming softer and even caring,which he sensed quickly.Students around us gradually found out that the two seemingly most incompatible persons finally came to peace.However,only we knew it was far more than that.

  That was our secret love.

  We remained the last two leaving classroom,so that we could go together.Anything could become our topic,and the time we walked side by side seemed to me the shortest second of all seconds.But we seldom communicated in class,fearing that our secret might be found out by our head teacher,the result of which would be unimaginable.But during class breaks,he would cast several seemingly casual looks towards me,the tenderness of which filled my heart all with delight and sweetness.

  I didn' remember the exact time when we began to hold hands and utter the word"love" to each other,but I did remember that feeling,that feeling of attachment,of being there for someone,of being important.

  Soon came the departing time,when we would leave junior high school and head for different senior highs according to our differnt living districts.

  I would never forget that summer.One day he called me,asking me to go out with him.He let me sit on his bike seat and rode towards the forest park.I put my arm around his waist.No talking.All of a sudden,when we rode onto a quiet street,he reached for my hand ,pulled it upward and pressed it on his chest.It was so warm and throbbing.He began to say the words I had remembered thereafter:"Yuan,can you feel my heart beatting?"I nodded.Without turning his head,he continued:"I want you to remember that as long as you are in this city,I will find you and stay with you.As long as you are here."With my hand still resting on his chest,I was overwhelmed by a flood of warmness and hope.At that moment,I believed the existence of eternity.

  But how quickly promises faded away when there was nothing concrete to support it.Our schools were so far apart,our studying so occupying and our experience about love so scarce that by the time our first half year of senior high school ended,we had totally lost contact.All our missing,affection,expections and promises vanished.So did our love.

  My first love passed long ago,but it leaved with me plenty of thought .I understand that love is by no means an easy matter,the maitenance of which calls for not only mutual affection,but also concrete actions including devotion of time and energy,understanding,support and most importantly,responsibility.we were much too immature at that time,our future too obscure and our ability of handling emotions too weak,to make our love survive.

  Now I am a junior in university.While still longing for a Mr.Right, I have managed to keep my mind cool.I always remind myself that never to say"love"easily,but if I do fall in love with someone,I will support it with all the responsibility and devotion I can give.
        



[ 本帖最后由 Cinderella 于 2008-9-21 16:20 编辑 ]

Cinderella

You use many details to describe that secret but sincere love between you two, and the readers can sense the tenderness, fondness and sweetness in your heart. And because those details are common in love affairs, they may rouse the reader's memory of their own love.

but I did remember that feeling,that feeling of attachment,of being there for someone,of being important.__________that's what love would bring us. Love does make us feel important, for we are needed and appreciated in love.

the maitenance of which calls for not only mutual affection,but also concrete actions including devotion of time and energy,understanding,support and most importantly,responsibility.______your understanding is quite right. Without the devotion of time and energy and mutural understanding and sense of resposibility, we will shall nothing in our life, and lives without overlapping fields would share no love.