M's Poetry

To Steve, My First Love

There's a picture I have been looking for
it's a picture a boy I once knew
my best friend, my childhood sweetheart
the boy next door
when we was little we did everything together
I thought friendships like this last forever
as we got older boy did those feelings change
you were my first love
I didn't know it then but now I know
you are the boy I compare every other boy to
you will always have a small piece of my heart no matter what
I know you are gone but your memory is as clear
as if was yesterday
and whenever I am sad, tired, frustrated or feeling lost
I think of you and automatically smile
because even if life stopped tomorrow for me
I know I would see you once again
my first friend, the boy next door

2003@ Copyright by Megan Bishop




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