Her

Fifth

There's only one person whom I loved the most, and that person may not be the one I will spend the rest of my life with. She was my first love and she was also in between of some people I also loved, but not as much I loved her.

We stopped communicating after we met at the coffee shop. She might not answered my question directly but the thought was the knife that almost killed my love for her.

It's been 12 months but I haven't heard anything about her even her marriage. I traveled to different places just to lessen the time I spent thinking about her. I never involved myself to other girls that I've met because I am sure that it will just be the same as my past relationships.

But despite the fact that I tried so hard not to be affected to the thought that she is walking down the aisle wearing her best smile (and that is a very beautiful smile) and her groom eagerly waiting for her. I don't have control over my emotions. I don't want to be affected and I wanted to move on but I just can't and still thinking and hoping that I could have been that lucky man.