First love, first break up.

Look at me—

I’m sitting on my bed,

Tears running nonstop,

Thinking about you continuously,

Blaming myself, all in all,

Asking myself, do you even miss me?

I don’t know what to say.

Must I say I’m grieving for our relationship?

Rather, say I’m in denial that it’s really over.

I still have your photos on my phone.

Yes, I have them right; I can’t just move on.

You’re the first person who made me believe in my dreams.

Now you are gone, and I feel lost in the dark.

I loved you wholeheartedly.

First love, first break up indeed.
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