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  • My first love was at the age of 12. It was not a traditional type of love but it was love nonetheless. I fell in love with Riley. He taught me countless lessons and to enjoy the small things in life. He lived life to its fullest; he was quick to forgive and never held grudges. The last lesson he taught me was that life is too short. You’ll always miss your first love in some way and it hurts to the point where you don’t think it will ever stop. Eventually it does and you begin to smile about all the things that that they gave you and how they made you into the person you are today.
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