My First Love

February 27, 2012
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We both began this without even the slightest consideration for each others feelings. I met you between the pages of your book,
All dark and crinkled with memories,
I felt as though I had found something, someone that knew my every heartbeat,
that breathed the same air as me and gazed at the same sky as me,
I became a part of your story, a part of you,
I lost myself and when I woke up,
you were gone and I was alone.

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Kc.H said...
Mar. 19, 2012 at 9:18 am
Very good poem! I love it!!! :)
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