Poems of Mine

this one's for you

I loved you.

That is the first thing I must say in this letter of pain flowing from my brain.

My heart squeezes in memory of you in a futile attempt to constrict the thoughts going through.

You were my furnace when I was cold. My lullaby to get me to sleep.
My moment of bliss in an otherwise tumultuous day when nothing else could put me at ease.

I remember you in waves of love and sadness when I least expect for you to come crashing through. When my eyes are closed and the room is dark and I am hoping for something new.
It always comes back to you.

And the clarity with which I still see you behind these closed eyes is the most painful dream come true because I would never want to forget you.
I will never regret you.

Because you were my first love; my first experience of something so beautifully heartbreaking.

And I thank you for the moments that I have earned and the lessons that I have learned from you.

And I am sorry for anything cruel that I have put you through.

But I was young and naive, as you were too.

Yet a part of me will always love you, no matter what we do.