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A sixteen y/o's first heartbreak.

They told me to get over you

I had to fall in love with myself

But how?

Every inch of my

Sun kissed skin

Starry soul

Was touched by perfection

When your lips crashed against mine

How can I fall in love with

The me that

You made

I'll cry instead

And die a little inside 

Like the way I did

When you first touched me

Reviews

[Ralph Proenza (Docralph..]

How utterly INTENSE that feeling can be! When it makes you soar, the feeling is exquisite; when it makes you crash, the pain is equally exquisite. Very evocative words. Good writing, G.