Beloved Journal II; My first love...

The first person I ever experienced Love,
Oh how beautiful was the emotion for the first time
I remember how I felt with you from the very start
Like having melted honey pouring into my heart

I remember our nick names that we shared
I remember the nick name she gave
So sweet were those words seemingly
"BabyFreshman"
What she always called me

Our first break up was bearable
Our second was hurtful
The third was like a burning torment
Alas it was a break up, declared permanent

I would never forget my "first" love
Though it always ended in agony
Still she comes in my thoughts rarely
Never forgetting the times I was treated unfairly.

I hear her voice every now and then
And see her heart being treated cruely
She is a good caring female when she can be
Hope she knows, she is still a microscopic part of me...

~This is a true poem, My ex of 2003~