First Love
Long forgotten in the pages of your life,
What we had was a love like all the others
The build up to the break down.
Conversations of us wed, and I️ your loving wife
But now you belonged to another
As she walked down the aisle in the wedding gown.
We weren’t meant to be,
But that doesn’t stop me loving you.
A chance with you? I’d wait for centuries
I️ imagine loving nights by the Christmas tree,
Or summer days at a barbecue
But soon, if not already,
I️ will be just another name in a sea of memories.
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