The First True Love...

by neena   Jan 20, 2007


The first true love,
so innocent, so pure,
like a blanket of white snow.

The first date,
so nervous, so quiet,
two people caught up in each other.

The first month,
getting to know each other,
feeling as one,
two people having fun.

The first fight,
so alone, so mad, and so upset,
so many mixed feelings about the first.

The first heartbreak,
let down, scared, sad,
like petals fallen off a beautiful rose.

You've had your first time,
it was great while it lasted and the memories will never wilt!

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  • 17 years ago

    by Jenny

    Nice

  • 17 years ago

    by October Rain

    Girl this is a really great poem keep up the great work i give it a 5/5