Poem: First Love Essay, Research Paper
First Love
In the dark, on my bed, I sit, alone.
Fleeting memories of a happy time,
Back when I talked for hours on the phone
With that one that would forever be mine.
Those sweet I love you’s echo through my mind
Oh how they twist my heart and make me cry
Answers to my questions, I wish to find.
You said that you loved me, then left. Why?
I remember when we shared our first kiss
I remember when I held you so near
Your love is something I will surely miss
One day, all our memories will be dear
For now I cannot sleep and will not be
In love with someone who doesn’t love me.
By,
Aaron Hathaway