Young Love

Her name was Gabriella. She was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. She could do no wrong in my eyes. If she ever needed anything, I was there. If someone said something bad about her, I would quickly jump to her defense, whether it was true or not. She had absolutely no blemishes.

She lived in the apartment across from mine. Sometimes I would see her on the balcony with her dad, but I was too afraid to wave. Still, I followed her everywhere. I always wanted to be part of her group. I would do whatever it took. Her beautiful long hair, her corny jokes, and her big brown eyes all made me like her even more. I wondered why all of my other friends didn't feel the same way. They were just stupid. They were too immature, I reasoned.

Nothing ever really happened between me and Gabriella. I was probably a pest to her, actually. It didn't help that she was five years older than me. It also didn't help that I was only ten. But, a boy can dream, can't he?

Yet, she was the first girl that I ever liked. I'll probably always remember her. But looking back, I can see that I was blind. A ten year old would never be able to have a girl like that. She was popular. What was I thinking? Plus, she wasn't what I made her out to be. She was a big jerk, to put it nicely. Sure, she was beautiful, but that's about all she was. Her personality was rather bitter, so perhaps it was for the best that things didn't work out. Nevertheless, Gabriella will always be my first love.