Hatred of First Love

A scorching summer.

She saved her first love who despised her.

He didn’t remember the past where he hated her.

Because she felt sorry for him not remembering,

because she liked the way he smiled warmly at her,

She lived with him.

“I want to live like this with you forever.”

She was happy.

It felt like her first love had been perfectly fulfilled.

But she already knew.

Their end.

What would happen when his memory returned.

So she ran away.

On the day he proposed.

***

She lived in hiding so that he could never find her again.

But why is he standing in front of her now?

“Did you think I wouldn’t be able to find you? It was me who found you before, too.”

His breath was hot as it touched her. Like that summer.