My first love

I wrote this for my friend when the love of her life broke up with her...

He was my first and true love,
I just knew it was meant to be.
But something inside of him,
Made him want to be free.

I loved him with all of my heart,
and it would be him and I.
Against this crazy world,
Together we would die.

But one summer we finally got together,
I was as happy as could be.
We were the best of couple,
The bestest that could be.

Then he went away,
I didnt see him very much.
I missed him like crazy,
Wanting to feel his touch.

I would never hear from him,
Or see his smiling face.
I was wondering if he still liked me,
Or if his love was fake.

Now I know what he really felt,
And none of it was real.
It hurt me so bad,
I found out it was a deal.

He really didnt want me,
He just wanted to get inside.
Inside my small body,
Was where I wanted to hide.

But I have to remember to stay strong,
And not think of the good times.
Remembering how special he was,
Remembering his special chimes.

I never see him anymore,
or feel so soft touch.
But remembering all the times,
Is just way to much.