First Love

I looked down at my phone,

a smile spread across my face.

I blushed when I saw his name appear.

My parents worried,

they could not understand.

They were scared when they saw his name appear.

I was happy.

I was loved.

I was in love.

His name appeared once more.

Mine appeared the last time.

He said he was happy.

I said I was mad.

He asked why.

I said goodbye.

My first love,

It end in pain.

My next love will end the same.

Until my last love.

Who I will spend the rest of my days with.

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Published by Camille Hunt