First Love
that old song came on the radio today.
I smiled softly, letting my hair meet the gentle force of the wind through the windows of my pickup.
nostalgia creeped into my heart and mind, sending an array of mixed feelings into my being.
I thought of your smile.
the way you tilted your head back and laughed.
the first time we kissed
and how it was like we belonged in a movie.
I remember feeling so secure in your arms
but so empty when you stormed out the door.
we were all flame, soon to burn out.
we had no substance.
we just had emotions.
the emotions weren't enough.
God knows how much we wanted it to work.
but it couldn't.
you dreamt of New York
and I dreamt of home-cooked meals.
we were different beings.
different aspirations, different dreams.
i dreamt of stars, you dreamt of stardom.
we were always two galaxies apart
with no intercession.
we were just two kids in love.
we didn't know how to deal with the feelings we were feeling.
we didn't realize the amount of work a relationship needed.
we were too caught up in ourselves.
and for a while I couldn't bear to hear your name.
but for the first time, that old song came on today.
and I smiled.
and I thought of you.
Copyright © Maura Webb | Year Posted 2015
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