In January,
I meet this guy while ice-skating.
Snowflakes fell upon our lashes,
Looking into each others eyes,
I couldn't describe how much love I instantly began to feel.
My first love,
Kissing under snow fall,
Dancing in cold, white, sparking piles.
My first love,
The boy who changed my life.
Holding hands to keep warm,
Cuddling by the fire place.
My first love,
He kept me safe.
Making sure my hot cocoa was nice and warm
Adding a few marshmallows as I ate them all separately.
My first love,
Knew what made me happy.
Soon taking advantage of me
our love turned as the snowed slowed.
My first love,
Broke my heart,
scattered it around the beautiful, flowering grass
And left
My first love,
Skated into my life,
Never came to return back.
YOU ARE READING
A Year
PoetryShort little love poem things that were inspired by my friend, Sejla. All story idea credit goes to her. This is the first time I am writing an actual poem story. So, please bear with me.
