First Love

The change the loss of a first love has.

The First love is not always first,
but the one that hits the hardest.
The one that makes you cry at night that makes you long for progress

The dawn is always so serene,
Sunlight brushes leaves.
Love will touch upon your brow
and lovingly kiss your cheek.

But,

One night, I walked through city sidewalks working my way back home.
Tears traveling with me making stops along the road.

My heart a part of its machine had suddenly cracked and then broke
I tried to fix it with a chain, a wire, a rope.
But, I was so suddenly attached
that if you looked
upon my neck
a string that hung like a broken wing had suddenly disconnect.

So we'll look and look for another string to tie ourselves together.
But, once you have your first heartbreak, you'll find your changed forever.

Reviews

[LoveYourself]

This poem is full of so much emotion and is oh-so relatable. I hope that if you do still ache over that old first love, that you will one day be able to let it go and be able to look back on the good times of your first love and not have your heart ache over it. Once again, this poem had a lot of raw feelings within this and really brings the feelings up to the reader as if they are experiencing it for themselves. For me, it brought back memories of my own first love. I really enjoyed reading this poem and am honored I was able to read it. Thank you for the write, it was very lovely and was most enjoyable.
-Missy OwO-