My First Love

My first love was a boy in at 17. I was 14 then I and was a little foolish girl and he was that cool boy that everyone full fell in love with. He was a handsome, funny and very romantic person. although He was also a good listiner listener. I don't know how we became friends but I really was happy with this new friendship. It just seemed nice to have someone who cares cared about me but I never thought we will would go further, neither did I dreamt about it oncr once. We talked about love and he told me that one day I'll full fall in love but he didn't know that I all ready already did. I never told him but that I loved him more than any thing anything else. 4 months later, he told me that he likes liked me and wanted me to date him. I didn't know what to do. I thought he was making a joke so I refused but then he convinced me that he really do did so I accepted and we dated for a year. That was the best time in my life. Unfortunately, we separated. Getting over that was the hardest thing I've ever done but, however, I could deal with it . I'm 17 now and I've had many other relationships. I've loved and been loved but none of them was like him. He was special. I don't think I'll never forget him.

Note:

You're making your sentences too long. You need to work on your grammar. Also, don't worry! I'm sure there's a perfect guy waiting for you to notice him somewhere out there. PLus, you don't have to forget your first love. That's something you should always remember. it's like a huge milestone in life.

my first love

he was that cool boy that everyone fell  in love with.  He was  handsome, funny, and very romantic.

He was a good listener and I don't know how we became friends.  But I really was happy with this new friendship.   It was nice to have someone who cared about me but I never thought we will go further.  

Once we talked about love and he told me that one day I'll fall in love but he didn't know that I already had.

I never told him but I loved him more than anything else.

Four months later he told me that he likes me and wanted to date me.

 I thought he was making a joke so I refused but then he convinced me.  

We dated for a year and that was the best time of my life.  Unfortunately we separated and getting over the break up was the hardest thing I've ever done.  I am 17 now and had many other relationships.

 I've loved and been loved since then but none of the relationships were like the first.  He was special.  I'll never forget him.