First Love, first poem

._. I wrote a poem.

I don't know why. Maybe it's because I'm sick and can't use my voice.

I never write poems- especially not ones that don't rhyme. Although, this poem does end up rhyming throughout most of it, just not in the beginning and not in the end- which is very peculiar for me.

Perhaps reading strictly free verse poetry in English is starting to rub off.

Hm.

Well any which way, this is what happened to fall out of my head:

First Love

I can remember it like it was yesterday

the smell of freshly baked cookies

your skin

The pitter patter of raindrops on the windows,

on the roof

and in your eyes

Feelings that felt familiar,

yet strangely new

Undiscovered,

unrealized,

until I met you

From the moment I learned your name

I found new reasons to speak

There was something in the air,

something that made me weak

I can't exactly place it,

no matter how hard I try

You showed me a new way to laugh,

and in the end; to cry

Although I may seem bitter

and resentful of what you put me through

Always know I'm better for it

I lived, I changed; I grew

I'm thankful for what it was we shared

It didn't last, I am aware

But the skeleton; what it left behind

is everlasting

More than a scar, a bruise, a burn

or ten thousand lacerations

It's a turning point

The first day of the rest of our lives

What we love and hate,

take for granted- appreciate,

despise, yet want

First love

This poem (no pun intended) is a first for me. I've never really written poetry- only a few times, if even. I've certainly never completed one, especially not one this long.

Hm. =\

I hope it wasn't too corny. =P It's just what came out. I can't help it! ><

Till next write,

K