A vision of Memoir

You are the First Person

Blue skies invading the beauty of horizon,
just like my gray world turning into an abstract of happiness,
Happiness, that I could tell, came from the sweetest smile of a guy
that captured my heart and hypnotized me.

A bliss of life suddenly came,
putting hues to the black game-- Love.
Love that can bound two souls as one,
forming a dimension where everything can possibly be done.

Chaotic world as it seems,
left astounded as my eyes had seen,
the beauty of your eyes, creating sparkle that gives me life.
Everything was Fine until you'd stopped calling me "mine",
I thought raining will always be the worst weather for me,
but it turns out as my comforter, as my mask,
Hiding my tears-- pouring raindrops, while watching you walking away holding her hand.

You were my world.
You were my once upon a time,
sad to tell, I am not your happy ever after.
I never thought,
A happy picture could bring painful memories,
memories of yesterday that I wish would vanish.

Because you are the first person, I showed my heart to but,
you are also the reason why others would never see it again.
You are the first person that made me feel so special,
at the same time, the one who made me feel like Im a replaceable gain.



You build me to a person I never thought I could be,
at the latter part,
you showed me my way on seeing the side I never thought existed in me.

How can you ever made me feel so loved?
yet at some point of my life you also made me feel stabbed.
Those blood-- broken pieces in my heart,
tells me that I've been in loved,
sadly, to the very first person whom I showed my heart to,
but the same reason why my heart will never be seen to others, Again.