First Love Is Always Special

Here is a throwback poem to my first and only true love:

First love is always special

Not to mention, absolutely unforgettable

You were one such person

In whose presence, could no one ever feel alone

Very shy and sweet by nature

Refined, was your manner

Your English was excellent

So well, could you articulate

Particularly do I remember our second meeting

Me, my friends were forgetting

Then I saw you sitting alone at a table

This was the green signal

For me to join you, without a second thought

Something that I regret not

Right till this day

My angst, you drove away

And brought a smile on to my face

That was the most beautiful phase

Of my MBA years

Thanks to you, did I actually look forward to studies!

I even had the pleasure of your assistance

When it came to a few tax calculations

However, the best part was our one and only debate

You were so passionate

Gone, was your reticence

Instead in full flow, was your eloquence

Looking back today, so what if it was a case of unrequited love?

After all, love is love

And I don’t regret loving you at all

Love is seldom not special

But first love is all the more special!!