My heart was young, innocent, and free
When first love came and swept over me
A feeling so powerful, I couldn't ignore
A love that I've never felt before
With every beat of my heart, I longed for you
My thoughts consumed, my dreams came true
A love that filled my soul, my mind
A love that was pure, gentle, and kind
Your smile, your touch, your every move
Sent shivers down my spine, my heart approved
In your presence, I felt so alive
With every moment, I knew I'd thrive
In my heart, you'll always be
The one who first captured me
Though we're no longer together
Your memory will stay with me forever
Thank you, my first love, for the memories we shared
For the love that once we both bared
Though our paths may never cross again
Your memory, my first love, will forever remain.
The first love is a precious treasure am I correct??
About the Creator
THIA
Hi, this is thia a 22 -year-old girl who wants to follow her passion and so here I started writing stories and articles and things I love to share....
One Minute to Noon
“OK, guys!” I screech over the macaw-like chatter in my sophomore English class. My students are sharing mementos they accumulated during summer vacation. The assignment is to interview each other and write an expository essay about another student’s treasure: Misty’s coquina shells and sand dollars from Florida, Ruth’s two Navajo pottery mugs from New Mexico, Roxy’s perfume from Paris, Kevin’s chocolate from Hershey Pennsylvania, a picador’s sword from a bullfight in San Fermin Spain, where one of my favorite students, Manny Pérez, ran with the bulls at festival.
By Lacy Loar-Gruenler8 days ago in Fiction
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