There's a magic of first love.
It stays like a old scar, with time healing, and a day comes when you don't look at it anymore it becomes another hair follicle over which you run the body lotion to pamper your cells and by mistake if it strike your gaze you smile happily.
First love -only meant to be broken, to stay as a memory, never rekindled.
But I want you to know my love, you're not my first love, you're my last love. For I believe that last thing's are long lasting.
You make me feel the happiest,the strongest ,
You calm my storms and make it your own, you surround me like a halo, the silvery lining in my rusty sky.
You- you're the last.
The last poem I write before bed,
the last song I hear.
Being last is beautiful.
So I'll search for you in every person I met and I know I will never find you.
You're one in a million. And I don't want anyone other than you.
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