By julie
Date: 25 April 2001

my first love lost

its a horrible feeling to wait over a year to hear those 3 words
and when you finally hear them, along with a tear down his face
he leaves the next day for las vegas
your stuck in philadelphia, but he did ask you to go with him
but you were only 19, too young to make such a huge step
so you held back the tears, barely whispering i love you back to him
wondering if he even heard you, or maybe you only thought you said it
and never even did say it
his name is evan
pronouced even
you hear his name almost everyday, since you are a math major
and it torments your mind no longer thinking about numbers but a person
if only your name was a word used everyday that he would hear
but it isn't and you know that you have been forgotten
you have a real good day and call him
knowing you really shouldnt have
he has obviously moved on and you haven't
you tell yourself not to call ever again
but deep in your heart you know you will never let go of him
and the days turned somehow into a year
and your still writing poety for him
when, when will your heart let go of his memeory?