By Mya Rogers
I once thought I knew what love was.
I thought it was that person that I had to spend every day with
Because I didn’t know what would happen in our time apart,
Or holding hands in every place that we went,
To keep them close, to not lose sight of their heart.
He, that took me on dates as a form of asking for forgiveness,
So that I’d forget why I was even upset in the first place,
And wrapping me in his arms every time he made me cry,
Portraying himself as my saving grace.
The boy who was my first everything;
So, of course I would think that it was love,
You gave just enough, so that I wouldn’t realise all that you took,
And I remained thinking of you, as someone sent from above.
It’s funny how that has all changed.
I’m glad that it has changed.
I now know that love is the one I can go days without being next to-
The one, where the long distance between us doesn’t change anything
Because I can trust that no one else could take your heart,
When it is only I, that gets to wear your ring.
You take me on dates like it is second nature,
Having something planned every time, ‘just because’ you want to see me smile,
And the tears I cry because of you
Are only because I haven’t felt this in love, in a long while.
The boy who I wish could’ve been my first everything,
Although, that does not matter when I’m sure you’ll be my last,
I’m eternally grateful that you fixed my perception,
Getting rid of the ghost that haunted me from my past.
It’s funny how that has all changed
And yet, I hope it never changes again.
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