My first love

I remember the day I got this strange and wonderful feeling. At that time, I couldn't name it or even understand it. But I now know it was love. She was the daughter of the farmer I worked for. She had dark hair and dark eyes-and a smile that melted my heart. I was handsome and poor. But she fell in love with me too. When the farmer found out, he made me leave the farm. I had lost my job.