My heart grieves for your loss.
The fading of innocence that never will be the same again.
That first love's freshness will never be the sweet aroma of true love.
Be careful of words that can sting and gnaw forever at the surface.
Yes, you can say you are so sorry and start again, but the first dew of love will be changed.
Never again to be undaunted by the world.
Doubt will stay and be the fear beneath the I love you's.
The unending question of will it happen again?
This will stay in the daily search for safety of the soul.
If you can reach back out and look through plain uncolored glass, is this a new and truer love based on truth and new respect?
Can the embers be rekindled into a flame better than before?
I grieve you loss but celebrate and hope for the new.
