Heart Ache

Your first love is said to always be someone you keep in your heart.

Yet, whenever i think of mine my heart aches and cries from the painful memories it holds.

I was so much younger when i first met him and i gave him my all even though he never truly gave his.

To him i was just a pawn being played at evryone waking moment as if life just a game of chess.

He convinced me that i needed him more than he needed me and tht without him my life had no meaning.

People would try to convince me of the signs i would never listen and evryday i regret the sorrow.

The nights i spent alone and helpless just to tell him sorry for not being important enough.

Sorry has now become my permanent phrase adding on to the trail of scars he left me.

to forever my mark my skin and heart till the escense of me is nothing more than word in this world.