It seems almost impossible to ever be able to forget about your first love, or your first serious crush. No matter how hard you try, something (even just a familiar scent) always seems to bring you back to those moments of the past that sometimes would be better forgotten. These far off memories can be sweet, bitter or even embarrassing; yet, without them our path in life would not have been the same. Each curve in life molds who we are as individuals, every failure teaches us how to get back up and each heartbreak helps to strengthen us.
I found this a few days ago. It's part of an essay I had to write for one of my English classes a couple years back.
Funny how true it really is.