Does My Name Come Up?

This poem is about my first love. He gave me that head-over-heels feeling for the first time. He also is the first person I allowed myself to be loved by. With him, I let my walls down and showed him the raw, unfiltered, and authentic me. We broke up after four years together, and thankfully it was mutual because we cared about each other deeply. Occasionally I hear from a friend that they bumped into him, or I'll come across an old picture of us, and then my Brian goes into auto-pilot, and I ask myself the same question repeatedly.