Sometimes You Luck Out

i fell in love with my FIRST love. my first love was perfect. at the time i didn't know. at the time i was young, stupid, wanted more. when i left when i saw what the world had to offer. when i felt true loneliness made worse by the faint memory of her.... as much as i want , i can't kiss her again or look at her the same way. my memories and feelings of her fade so painfully.