MyFirstLove
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You were the first to teach me what love was
And for that I am grateful because
You taught me
And he taught me as well
The both of you were there to pick me up when I fell
That was then…
why do I write?
well, why do birds fly?
why do fish swim?
not just because it's an essential method of transportation.
because its an escape
an escape from the deadly locks of their predators
If it weren't for this pen you probably wouldn't even know my name.
It's saved my life so many times
When I thought no one was listening
On those days when I felt like the world was bearing down on my shoulders
