I genuinely believe the first person you give your heart to is special.

They get your innocent vulnerability, before you've been hurt enough to feel bitter and before you learn to guard yourself from the world.

They see at your softest, most raw. You are, easy.

You fall simply, without a single care. You love like it is the only thing worth doing and you hope like nothing is impossible.

So the first time someone really breaks your heart - it is going to hit you like a tidal wave and knock the breath out of you. If you don't feel like you're dying, it probably isn't love.

You'll fall for someone again. It just won't be the same. But you know, that's just life: two things never happen the same way. It doesn't mean it won't be just as good.