First love

He was her first love

and perhaps would be the last one too,

for no one could reach closer to her heart

like he with his charming looks.

The smooth talker that he was,

he made her feel beautiful and bright.

Glowing with the new found confidence,

she sailed through life’s turbulent tides.

She had dreams of a charmed future

imagining it in shades of gold,

and walking with hands held together

even when their kids get old.

But the naive girl that she was,

she couldn’t imagine how cruel life can be.

Dreams could be just what they are

never turning into reality.

He said that her beauty was flawed.

And so he left, rather in haste

He was afraid that it would go to future generations –

the white mark on her shoulder blade.

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