For the first time since you've been gone I've smiled.
For the first time I can laugh freely.
For the first time I can admit I thought I loved you,
But that was when, SHE WASN'T AROUND!
For the first time in a long time I don't think of you.
For the first time I don't wake up with tears in my eyes.
For the first time, I let go before you hurt me more.
For the first time, I feel free

YOU ARE READING
My little slice of heartbreak
PoesíaThis is some of my poetry. I tell the story of my love falling and me waking up from the hurt. I won't say who the persons name is. That's a secret I'd rather keep to myself