First love.

You crushed me.

Yet somehow I still view you as the brightest of lights.

You will always have real estate inside of me.

No longer in my heart, rather in my head.

You taught me how to be, how not to be, and what I needed.

Thank you for allowing me to grow into the person I am.


You used to want me.

I was your first thought waking up.
I was the last thought on your mind before sleep.

I made your blood flow in places meant for the bedroom.

Your words soft and sweet and the strongest caffeine.

You stopped saying good morning and nights got busy.

I wish you had just told me what was happening instead of leaving me feeling like I was crazy.

I don’t need you but I wanted you to stay.