We All Carry Ghosts

✩ Surviving Your First Love ✩

✩ Surviving Your First Love ✩

Is something worth noticing

Because for a moment

You didn't know if you would.

Is like drowning—

You can't breathe,

You can't see,

Your body aches,

Your lungs are burning,

You want to just fade away

Because drowning is too painfully s l o w.

Is like grief—

You double over at the mention of his name,

You cry alone, wrapped in his sheets,

Only thinking of him

And longing to forget.

Is like dying,

But living to feel every

Ounce of it reaching,

G     r     a     s     p     i     n     g

For anything that remains.

Is

    like

        desc

            ending

                into

                    madness—

Slowly losing your mind

To the images you built,

To the memories you buried,

To the future you cannot have.

Is like a curse from the universe—

Because it is a cruel joke

For what should have been happiness.