My Memories of You
By Rhonda Moody 7/16/09
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Love at first site is what comes to mind
When I think of the first time I saw you
We were both committed to someone else
Yet the attraction between us was undeniable
As days went by and we began to talk
It was then I knew trouble was about to start
Nothing good could come from this
For the others involved we would be putting at risk
By the time we kissed I already knew
I was so caught up in all of you
I fell for you fast, I fell for you hard
And for my first love I had no regard.
It was you and me that’s all I could see
You and I were all that mattered
Not taking into consideration the grief I would cause
While my First love was all but lost
Fun while it lasted but not very long
For there was a side of you, to me was unknown
What goes around comes around I learned real fast
When I was devastated by your actions I was crushed in your path
What I had done to another, was now being done to me
And the price I would pay, was surely no different than he
For what really haunted me at the time I did not know
was nothing more than my own actions towards another I had shown
Quarter of a century has passed us by
And once again you have come into my life
Both of us taken as we were back then
but this time we are both married with kids
The devastating news I heard about you
Took me back to my memories I did not choose
I want to remember everything good
And leave the bad in the past as I should
Thinking of you in this way I must say
Has my thoughts going wild there going astray
The memories of you that I have that were good
Keeps me in a place that's misunderstood
I do not want to suffer once again from my own actions
So we should remain just friends and avoid our attraction
You were not my first love, but you were definitely a True Love
My Memories of Us will live on in me
And the Love that I felt for you... was a true Love indeed
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I am convinced that romantic love is one of the most difficult of life's experiences. That what feels so spiritually right, may sometimes seem so morally wrong. Please read 'Stolen Moments.' Be well!