When your first love is gone and those memories you shared won’t leave. |
| I wish I could not feel as the memories descend with vengeance; smiles, laughter, sunshine. I remember how my eyes had strayed the first day we met to take note of your beauty; how sad that no one else seemed to see. I wish I had never gazed into your eyes or become so lost in those beautiful shades; A green that captured my focus, entranced my mind, and the blue that shone like the moon I pine for. I wish, Oh how I wish, that my heart would cease It’s lonely call for your name. For all those who have been heartbroken |