Today I sat and read All those words we wrote before And I came to realize It was a mirage And not a door.
Where did I go wrong? What was it I saw? Was it just the past I saw through the eyes Of that teenage girl in love?
Then I read the words You sent to me the last And I feel a chill When even the mirage Splinters like a glass.
As I say goodbye To that boy and girl that was I wipe away a silent tear And wish you Happiness and love.
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Posted: Mar 2010
About this poem:
A few years ago I ran into my first love. We started talking about getting back together, but it didn't quite work out, as I had still not recovered from my broken heart after my marriage broke up. The sad part is that I wish we had left those two teenagers in the past, where they belong. Because now even the sweet memories from all those years ago, are haunted by what happened after. He will always be my first love, though. (MAV)