Surviving Heartbreak

My First Love

Love doesn't feel the same since you left me,

What it means to lose myself in someone else.

The love I felt with you was a one-of-a-kind,

A flame that burned bright and left it's mark.

You were my first, my awakening to love's power,

And no one can replicate what we shared.

But that's not a sorrow I carry—

Some things are meant to be irreplaceable,

Beautiful in their own time, then set free.

I still measure others by the way you loved me,

But I know now, no one can be you,

And that's not a burden, but a gift—

To have known a love so rare, so real,

And to have grown beyond its shadow.

You were a blessing and a lesson learned,

My heart's first dance, my sweetest scar.

You may have been my first love,

But I am finding the courage to love again.

—MistakenGenius