Virginity’s First Love

Write about the most precious thing you’ve ever lost.

The most precious thing I lost was the most important thing to a woman, her virginity. At the time, I loved the man I was with, we were together for around a year, and we’ve known each other for maybe 2 years-including the time I dated him. I met him in school and I shared everything with him. 
My virginity came along with my first strongest feeling of love, and that was painful-extremely painful-when I lost the person I felt it towards. I can remember very many details and him and I both hurt each other, and some things that dealt with his family prevented him from staying in the state. The thing that made him break up with me was his views. It was painful, that he broke up with me because of his friends, his siblings, and that I was being clingy. I was clingy because I could feel us drifting apart, but oh well. After we broke up, it was hard. I kept contacting him and the we got together under the radar of school and everyone else. We were dating, just friends with benefits. I did it because I loved him, he did it because he said we were physically compatible-that’s all. 
Thinking back on it now, I don’t regret that I loved him, or that I experienced my first love with him. Sometimes I wish I could have loved him without losing anything. It happens though, you can’t control it. 
That was the most precious thing I’ve lost, and I don’t want to experience losing another loved one to anything-especially the person whom I feel strongly about now.