1st Love

I've restarted this sentence about five times already. Sigh.  I can't seem to translate my thoughts without telling a little too much.  Im not even sure if this particular issue is for anyone else to understand, but I'll give it another try (hopefully without restarting my sentence a million times).

Think of two loves that you have.  Two loves that are very dear to your heart.  Two loves that mean the world to you... not the kind of love where you cherish every single moment but the kind of love that you don't realize what they mean until they are ripped from you before you could even appreciate what was...........  Now think about those loves being taken from you.  It's been years and its still a shock.  I loved both dearly but one of those loves I just can't let go of and I don't think I ever will.  They both were snatched from me so quickly I often times question was it even real.  Do you have any memories that stick so tough it feels fresh but it was so long ago that it seems like it almost never happened?  Its hard to explain but I'll wait patiently for my love to return because I know it will.  Wont it?