My first lOve

Xiomara Lopez

Dear First Love,

You were once the melody box that sang the most angelic tunes. Now you’re an old melody box singing the most pondering tunes. You were the present. Now you’re the past.

Oh how these memories never last. Your beauty completely enchanted me. Your dark brown curls that just swept the right way, your tawny skin that was perfectly conveyed with this beam of comfort and tenderness, Your chestnut almond eyes that I simply got lost in. Your heart-shaped face, and these lips that had this perfect rose blush. Oh, how these memories never last. In the past when I thought of you my heart leaped with delight. In the present when I think of you my heart just stays in sight.

For how can I love the girl who made me feel like the whole world was overthrown where I was all alone, without a single soul.

It’s true.

We had our good moments. The times where we’d Laugh and cry

We’d argue and then make up

We’d scroll through to those Buzzfeed quizzes for fun.

We’d talk about our future together. But then again

In the end

These memories never last.