tell me about your first love,
when it was all about soft kisses and rough kisses and sweaty palms.
remember that time when it was all about looking in each other's eyes and promising to never say goodbye,
when you walked it to places to pass the time?
oh god, you watched movies but didn't pay attention to the screen,
all you ever wanted was each other's company
and everything in between.

tell me about the day it all fell apart.
how it ended with not two, but just one broken heart.
tell me how the tears flowed relentlessly,
how your hands were shaking and you kept being on your knees.
tell me about how begging for him to stay never worked out,
how you felt so stupid and ******* it,
how could you live without him now?
where were his sweet words and false promises?
where were his "i love you's" and "there's no one else's"?
all you ever wanted was the only thing he could never give,
you knew it from the start, but **** it,
you never thought he would actually leave.
he sounded so sincere with his rhymes and letters
and handwritten poetry,
but first loves always felt so real til he says,
"i don't love you anymore,
i'm sorry"