Sunday, February 15, 2015

Daisy chains and laughs


First love, first promise of together forever,

First bond to keep me awake at night,
Longing for his presence, dreaming of togetherness,
Knowing we were too young to make it last

Heavy kisses, heavy breathing, touches, no finales, 
So many hormones, so little practicality

A wonder filled era, a dream apart from others,
Short lived, divided unwillingly, 
As tragic as the best romances in history

Memories I wouldn't trade for the moon