From the moment we became a union
My mind, my heart, and my body
All thought of you.
You were constantly running through me.
Every hour, minute to every millisecond
was just You.
Only to find out,
You have given me the worst gift of all.
Now, I am suffering from the disease of heartbreak.
How treacherous and blind
A first love is.
Painful yet sweet.
Bitter but happy.
May I find peace between these dualities.
Jul 21, 2018
Jul 21, 2018 at 11:18 PM UTC
From the moment we became a union
My mind, my heart, and my body
All thought of you.
You were constantly running through me.
Every hour, minute to every millisecond
was just You.
Only to find out,
You have given me the worst gift of all.
Now, I am suffering from the disease of heartbreak.
How treacherous and blind
A first love is.
Painful yet sweet.
Bitter but happy.
May I find peace between these dualities.
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