I am sure the title reminded you of someone. Maybe it brought a tiny smile on your face, remembering someone; maybe a flashback moment, which was definitely more than a moment that knocked your heart; maybe some frustration that crept in your mind, leaving some creases on your forehead; or maybe you just felt like ignoring it after the initial thought. Whatever the case may be, it simply means that it is still alive deep in your heart, maybe imprisoned by the walls of anger, hatred, ego or guilt—irrespective of your acceptance. Is it necessary to forget your first love? It is a question that arises in the minds of many. Some say yes, and some say no, while others just ignore it. Read the story, and I am sure you can relate to it, one way or another, and who knows, you might find an answer.
I am sure the title reminded you of someone. Maybe it brought a tiny smile on your face, remembering someone; maybe a flashback moment, which was definitely more than a moment that knocked your heart; maybe some frustration that crept in your mind, leaving some creases on your forehead; or maybe you just felt like ignoring it after the initial thought. Whatever the case may be, it simply means that it is still alive deep in your heart, maybe imprisoned by the walls of anger, hatred, ego or guilt—irrespective of your acceptance. Is it necessary to forget your first love? It is a question that arises in the minds of many. Some say yes, and some say no, while others just ignore it. Read the story, and I am sure you can relate to it, one way or another, and who knows, you might find an answer.