When I was ' something-teen' ,
she was everything that I believed in,
- - - I gave myself to her,
My broken heart took years to lose,
and yet for years,
I kept on finding it!
When I was Twenty-something,
my broken heart was still with me,
... she somehow never went away,
... and hasn't to this day.
I should know better in my day and age,
there is no reason it should hurt today,
... I can't explain it, but it does ;
... It is tough to lose your first real love.
When you wish that you were ' something-teen ' again,
... and everybody does,
remember just how much it hurt,
and remember all the causes,
... and know that you would do it all again!
Comments about this poem (All Again! by Barry Van Allen )
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