Love Letter 33

 To the boy that was my first love,

Young and in love. Isn't that what they say? 

You were the first boy that I kissed. The first boy I loved. The first boy I broke up with. 

You came in, in the summer, and swept me off my feet. I remember walking all over that yard under the stars because we were so scared to talk to each other. I remember in school people would ask me if I was dating anyone and I got to say yes. They would ask who and I said oh you wouldn't know him he goes to school there. 

It's funny now, how giddy that made me just to say it.

I remember being heart broken when we broke up. You know, it's weird because nobody really cared and we never spoke again. 

Then you were getting married, and you wanted to meet up. I said yes because I wanted the attention and I was curious how you were. Ultimately, it fell through. But I can't deny the curiosity that was in me. 

You had kids and looked so happy with your wife. 

I hope you're resting easy now. I pray your kids are comforted knowing how much you loved them. I know that we'll all meet up at the big sunny spot and swap stories about down here on earth.