Jul 2021
My first true love...
We met through lies
I went on a date,
To my very own surprise
My first true love
We had flirted times before
Nothing serious
Of that I thought I was sure
My first true love
Didnt occupy a thought in my mind
For I didnt see
He was exactly my kind
My first true love
Helped the real me outside
And loved me forever
Even as the fake me died
We met through lies
I went on a date,
To my very own surprise
My first true love
We had flirted times before
Nothing serious
Of that I thought I was sure
My first true love
Didnt occupy a thought in my mind
For I didnt see
He was exactly my kind
My first true love
Helped the real me outside
And loved me forever
Even as the fake me died
I just want to say that my First True Love is not a person, but something I love to do. That being said, I want to leave the identity of your First True Love open, to be whatever or whoever you see from this poem
