My first heart break I was told

Cry as much as you need but remember

Soon they will just be a memory

In that moment it seem a lie

But soon enough I’d moved on

And each young love was the same

New memories from young pain

But then you died

And the pain felt a lot older

I wasn’t ready for you to be a memory

To only remember hugs and laughter

But you keep my memories bright

Even through missing you

 

I’ve been noticing this year I am skipping a lot of the prompts… Hmm I must be very picky this year oh well. I am still here and still putting out poems and that is all that matters at 1am!!