First and Last.
Sometimes, I feel like I'm incapable of being in a relationship or even being loved. I'm afraid of attachment and commitment. I once experienced love, and when it ended, it brought me the most excruciating pain I have ever felt. That pain lingers even now, and I don’t think I’ll ever be able to forget it because it was my first and, perhaps, my last. It’s hard to explain, but even when I try to forget the painful parts, I still remember what I’m supposed to forget, and I end up not forgetting at all. It’s been years since I had a real, genuine crush on someone or felt that kind of love again. Memories are always there, even the bad memories are also good for me. At least it helps me to remember her face.