It happened again.
I left and we fell apart.
I wasn't even gone that long,
if I had stayed would things be different?
Maybe you never felt this way.
But I did.
No matter where I go, where you go,
I'll always be here.
It happened again.
And I'm scared.
Where will you be?
YOU ARE READING
Letters to a person I'll never send
PoetryIf only you knew how my first love made me feel.
