You were my first love,
and my first commitment to life.
You gave me an after school blush, the shine in my eyes, and always above all of my ellusive treasures, the smile. You walked alone in the rain, always getting away like a wrinkle before an iron. You are the first and only person to walk anywhere for me. You are the only person with whom I wanted to be honest, and would chide for a lack of honesty. You wrought pearls on black leather, and a loss of identity. You are my first embodiment of love, and maybe someday that will change, but for now I'll keep you at a distance and am with you wholly as a passing thought, only within my memory.