First Love
Arms wrapped around waist, talking softly, care in your voice.
You Played with my emotions. Giving misguided gestures of what I thought was love. You used me to help filled the void in your heart from your deteriorating relationship. An escape to the hard crushing reality of it all.
Sweet words, smooth as honey, loving tender stare in your eyes.
I said to myself move on he’s just not worth the trouble. But easier said than done . I fallen for you. I hate to admit it but it’s true and seeing you with him it breaks my heart. Thought I’m moving on from you as much as it hurts me I am moving on and might be even content of fixing our friendship. But you don’t even acknowledged my existence any more. Whenever I wave a simple hello you just stare right through me, like I’m just air. Like all you want to do is forget a bad mistake you made. Not reacting at all. Is this is how we’re going to end this?
He moves close to my lips, Asks. “Can I?” I nod. We Kiss.
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