First, , Never The Same Poem by Alyssa Lippi

First love, , true love
Formed and broken
still exhists in the heart
solid wounds, , memories
simple reminders of what was
and of what will never be
pushed away, , locked up, ,
a fake recovery of the heart
moving on?
Just to find the love never broken
still there, but forbidden
The old wounds hurt with a new fire
Forced into a decision
Fearing her heart will collapse
, , from the pressure, ,
she cries
because she knows she will Always love him