For Every First There Is a Last

For every first there is a last and this sadly I know, for every memory that I have with you has now turned cold I remember the first time I heard your voice and the first thing that you said, I remember the last time I heard your voice, those words still echo in my head I remember the first time I heard your laugh and seen your beautiful smile, I remember the last time you smiled at me, and I hold on to it like a child I remember the first time you told me you loved me, I remember the feelings within, I remember the last time I heard those words knowing I never would again I remember the first time I saw you; I remember the look in your eyes, I remember the last look you gave to me when you said goodbye I remember the way that my heart sped up when you were around, I remember the way it stopped it’s beat when you let me down I remember the butterflies and the way that you made me feel, I remember the last time I felt that way, the flutters how they felt so real I remember the first time you wrapped your arms around my waist, I remember the last time I felt them as you tore away from our embrace I remember the warmth of your touch, the feel of your skin on mine, and then I remember the last night that I spent with you as I will for the rest of my life I remember the first time you kissed me and how I felt so complete, I remember the last time your lips touched mine and how you still made me weak I remember the first time I heard you cry, I remember the pain in your grief, it was also the last time as well and it brought me to my knees I remember the first note you wrote me and sadly I remember the last, now they’re just beautiful reminders from someone who was my past I remember the first time you loved me and as so it was also the last, but the time that we shared then I would take nothing back I remember the first time I knew that you were the true love of my life, and I remember the last time that I admitted this to myself, sadly it was just last night So, for every first there must always come a last, and my love this is the first time that I am saying this out loud I am not over our past And until the day comes where I am back inside of your arms or I leave this earth, there will never be a last with you because I am still reliving the firsts.