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Friday, August 26, 2005


To remember your first love is like to feel that one flame in your heart. It keeps burning inside and you can’t stop it. It’s greater than anything you’ve ever felt. Every emotion you’ve ever felt was similar to that of the blast of a rifle. Nothing more than that nothing less. You’ll never forget the one you loved. You’ll never forget they were there for you when you were sad. They held you close through the time they still loved you. And then they went away. I felt so lost, so alone. It was like there was nothing for me to do and no where for me to go. I could no longer feel the love that was there all along. No longer feel the love that was still surrounding me. The love of my friends the love of my family. It just wasn’t the same and alls I wanted to do was lie on the floor and remember all the times I had. Dream that it never happened. That we were still in love. But everyone morning the sun would awaken me. And tell me it was all over. The sunlight called to me. Told me to awaken myself from this trance they called love. Just to be free again. I knew I could never forget. I knew my heart would never let it end. No matter how hard I tried. It never was the same. It would never be again. He told me to never give into the pain. Never to give in to my heart. I could never trust it. But if I couldn’t trust my heart what else was there to trust. Nothing. I had nothing. It always felt that way. I gave in to it all. I destroyed my mind. I ruined it all. I never listened to the advice given to me by the sun so constant and predictable. He always understood. He was always there for me.
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