First and Last
I recall now how we laughed together,
for no reason at all.
We were the start of what we are now.
and all that was then is now over.
I wish I could somehow bring it back.
But I can’t. Not after what I said.
“Our first kiss will always be our last,” I sit here and think.
Of what we could be if we were still together.
With our sweet innocence.
I miss that.
I miss you.
But I no longer love you as I did.
With our first... and last kiss.
I could sit here and cry.
I could complain,
but I need to move on...
I can say I need you.
But I moved on.
To my past.
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