To The Boy Who Had My Young Heart

You were my first love,

love in its innocent form

You remind me of cotton candy swirl,

of dragonflies, of airplanes made of paper.

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You were my first love,

love that didn’t require anything

I loved you, and it did not matter

if you loved me the same.

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You were my first love,

and my first heartbreak too.

You remind me of a purple diary

where I had written everything about you.

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You remind me of rainy nights in the middle of summer

Of  thorns instead of roses, sunflowers, and dandelion.

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You were my first love,

I swear you were.

My first taste of strange magic,

young love and its spell.

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You were my first love,

A story I am trying to recall

A distant memory of the past

You, and the things that you remind me of.

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