love

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The first love becomes you,

Every breath, every decision is made thinking of them.

The first heartbreak destroys you,

Those walls you put up to keep others out.

The second love understands you and respects you,

They break down those walls.

The third is unexpected,

Sometimes ignored,

Sometimes not.

But you never forget or get over the first to own your heart.

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