Ties

My first.

You never forget,

And I never will. 

The butterflies,

The goosebumps,

The texts,

The calls,

The love,

Puppy love.

But puppies bite,

Puppies fight,

Puppies whine all night.

That was us.

On and off,

Light switch of love.

We'd kiss and hug,

But a wayward glance,

A misinterpreted smile,

A friendly hug

Seen from afar,

Drove us mad.

"You looked at him!"

"You touched her!"

"I can't lose you!"

Two misplaced hearts,

Strangling each other

With adolescent ribs.

We were a sitcom.

We were broken records.

We were shards of glass

Stuck under healed over skin.

Tolerable at times,

But unbearable at others.

The end came soon,

Too soon at times,

Too late at others.

We died in a week,

Then were revived,

Only to be killed again.

It went that way for months.

We were a Taylor Swift song.

We were a Shakespearean sonnet.

We were a phoenix.

Things ended,

And came back to die.

Now, it is years later,

And we don't talk,

Yet you still remain in my heart.