Challenge
First Love
Be it poetry, prose, stream of consciousness, whatever, tell me about your first love. It can be 15 words or 1000, I don't care. Tell me if you are together now, or didn't survive. How old were you? Did you lose your virginity to them? Make it beautiful or make it dangerous. I want to know.
Forever and a day
I do not need forget-me-nots, he loves me, he loves me not.
Forget? Forget my first lov, I will not.
Winter storms may have sunk the sun, succumbing beneath the surface of a particularly suffocating snow, but that same buried beam shone upon my parents on the day that I was born.
Except it was not they who were the lucky ones.
The lucky one was me.
There was no greed, no jealousy, no lies, no deceit, that blossomed on that dismal day, for the pollen had distributed already, there upon us three, a new-made family.
Love would now bloom in our hearts, forever and a day.
And that will always be my first love, for all I am was crafted then, and all because of they.
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