For My Boyfriend who is still with me to this very day:
The Love I felt for him,
how strong it was for me.
A desire he that burned him for two years
left unoticed.
He loved me
truly loved me.
A love so different.
Very different.
Different.
It was such a love I felt for him.
Which I still feel.
Now both lovers distant.
Boths so blind and sad
why so distant?
Why does this love still want to be alive?
Had both hearts forgotten how to be alive?
So much tragedy.
So much sadness.
Pain.
Misunderstandings.
Desire.
Manly a tragedy.
A first love, ruined by others.
Poisoned by misconceptions.
Only to have both lovers fight each other.
Have this pained girl desert her lover.
Her lover.
The one she gave her heart too.
To her pained lover.
The very lover who waits.
It should've never been my first love.
Having such tragedy strike.
Resentments fangs shown,
war after war fought.
Wounding a broken heart that is distraught.
It never should've been my first love.
