I Still Think About My First Love
I went to my brother's funeral 6 weeks ago. During the eulogy someone was standing next to me and quietly held my hand .
It was her ..... I felt a mix of a dart in my heart, familiarity and butterflies in the stomach .
Like we did for many years we escaped to the nearest park and sat down on a bench and talked. A kiss at the end sealed what we have always felt for each other .
it will be years before I see her again the next time .
But she has been an important character in the book of my life .
It was her ..... I felt a mix of a dart in my heart, familiarity and butterflies in the stomach .
Like we did for many years we escaped to the nearest park and sat down on a bench and talked. A kiss at the end sealed what we have always felt for each other .
it will be years before I see her again the next time .
But she has been an important character in the book of my life .
