Love is a word that is so strong…
It does not belong
In most people’s vocabulary.
There are too few people,
Who know what it is like.
To love and to be loved.
It felt like it was real,
But as I look back,
It seems like a dream.
I loved a girl whose beauty is
More than words can say.
I tried to make words
Out of the letters on this page,
But they cried out in confusion.
Words cannot describe her beauty.
This was real and will always be real.
I loved her.She Loved me.
We always will love each other.
Every time I think of her
My heart starts to race,
My Hands start to shake.
Not even I can handle the memory of that much beauty.
This love is something I will always cherish.
It is my First love.
First love is meant to be treasured.
She should know that I still know what love is.
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