My appetite was non-existant after we broke up
Almost as if the organs inside me mourned the way I did
Teary eyed and insecure, I would have taken you back in a heartbeat
The inner me was in love with you, at least I thought it was love
A first love is difficult to navigate,
Although we were young we were hard to separate.
I found that love was like a candle.
It burns out as time goes by and we never know why.
Lying in the darkness I thought, it was not a fight that could be fought.
We use heartbreaks as lessons,
Lessons to never be hurt again.