Love is not a plan
you fall into it
with arms legs mind heart
guts
free falling
like alice
down the rabbit hole

The sweetness of first love

Pulls and tugs at your heart

Emotions riling and snarling in your ear

Promises

Eventually

The sweet flavor is replaced with a bitter

Foul

Thing also called

First love

Because it never lasts

She* was your first love and you are mine.
The trouble is I think we are **both still infatuated with that love

First thing's first,
what he hell is it?
These definitions are endless, and Urban Dictionary ain't providing enough
That one person you meet for the first time,
that one glance,
that one smile, that one kiss.
Is lust mistaken for love?
We're probably all just ***** little ******* who wanna, well, ****.
That sure is what teenagers want to be doing these days.
Endless rushes of hormones,
blood rushing to our privates,
wet pants,
it's a similarity we all share with one another,
privately of course.
But those who chose to keep their "privates" on display are victimized for their over production of *** hormones and endorphins.
Adam and Eve sure has their junk hangin' out,
were they victimized?
Well they're dead and probably not real.
This point is not invalid,
to a degree anyways.
But back to the topic of love.
Love is that warm sensation you feel in your heart,
not your privates.
Love is when you have feelings for someone and they aren't mutual.
Love is when your in it for the long-hall no matter the consistencies.Love is a *****,
the kind that's ******.

More and more I’ve been thinking about how you ruined me. Skinny little girl arms and legs and tummies and chests, being touched for the first time, just a little-girl-playing-big with a boy-who-was-already-big. I peeled off layer after layer until I lay in front of you, exposed, fighting the urge to cover myself with my hands because it was you, because I trusted you, more than I’ve ever trusted another person. I would have let you lead me into a burning building.

I always heard that there’s nothing like your first love. I never quite understood until recently. There was nothing like my first love because I put all of myself into it, into you, pressing myself into your hands, trusting that you would take care of me.

I didn’t know, until I was in another boy’s bed years later, him kissing up and down my neck, me feeling the first awful tickle of panic in my chest. I didn’t know, until he told me that he loved me, til I felt every muscle in my body tense up like I had run into a ******* war zone.

I didn’t know. I’ve broken up with every single boy since you. I didn’t know. I haven’t been above to love any of them right because of you. Because you ruined me.

There’s nothing like your first love, they said. And they were right. It’s been four years and I’m still trying to pry my heart out of his filthy hands.

You’ve been my inspiration for
half a decade.I tried finding a reason
to keep holding on but they
all led to him.

My friends say he looks like you,
physically you know, but if they truly
saw him they would know, he is the one.
He has stolen my inspiration, stolen my
every thought, my every heartbeat.

I am thankful for those five years
of inspiration but they brought
along with them a chisel slowly
chipping away a piece of
this fragile heart.

Perhaps you will always remain
like ash beneath the dirt waiting
to be consumed like dry wood.
A memory of my innocence and
first love you will always be. The
baby face I loved stealing
glimpses of. Wishing every time
I had a piece of your heart.

You may never have been mine,
but my heart
surely thought the opposite.

This is the last time i believe
you will serve as my inspiration,
but if some day far away from
the future you dare inspire me
once again, I’ll stop for a bit of
ink and write to you

Wish me luck, because I know,
I have this unimaginable feeling
i’m falling for him and he is willing
to not let me hit the ground
like you did time after time.

Goodbye, Old Inspiration
Hello, Love.

Those very alluring eyes,
that sparkles even in sunlight
Those curly and shiny hair,
that i wish to run my fingers through
You're very handsome face,
that I can take to look at every seconds left in my life
I never believe then in love-at-first-sight,
But at the very moment I laid my eyes on you,
I started imagining my life with you
Seeing you for the first time,
Is the best 5 minutes of my life
I believe that we are destined to see each other again.


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