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It is her first love she says,
"I've never felt this way before he is all I want to see and hear every morning and night."
She said she would like to confess but cannot express afraid that he does not want her.
Now years later she still reminisces over her first love,
The one who was near but so out of reach.
Now she knows the truth that they were not meant to be.
He's found someone new to love and hold.
She still remembers her first love and knows now that is all he will ever be.
As they cannot be,
first love is all he shall ever be...
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Melancholic Poetry Collection
PoetryIs happiness reached in the little things? Flying on the swing or buying a new ring? Is it about love or having commercial goods, Buying the latest Rolex or Gucci, Or making a new friend in the neighbourhood? What makes you happy? The one word which...
