My First

So, he was pretty much my first everything. I made a list. I know I make a lot of points to say something about "his arms" but it's just that...his hugs are like...he holds me together...all the stress goes away and it feels like I have fallen into a million pieces throughout the day and he just...holds them together...plus he has nicely toned, sexy arms, so that's a nice bonus haha. And when he holds me...I don't know...he just...makes me feel loved...and safe...I know that sounds all cheesey. The point of this blog isn't to talk about Nick. It's to share my poems and explain them with a little bit (or a lot) of background. There's your background.





He was my first kiss
And my first love
My whole heart
All of my life
My only soul mate
Where did it go?
I'd give him anything
And he gave nothing to me
I didn't take anything
But he took it all from me
He tore me to pieces
Took all of my heart
Everything I had to give
Was lost in his arms
He made me feel beautiful
For the only time in my life
And he took it all away
With goodbye
He had to go
And find himself
Find his missing part
But I was right there all along
Longing for his arms
I was right there the whole time
But he could never see
That all along his broken heart
Was leading him to me.