Epistle to my first love

Crying in the rain and reflecting

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Like joke and amusement
The growth started from sentiment
The journey of love incepts
Without any flaw to bisect
Trying to hide it from cohorts
But, really first love often hots

‘Tom and Jerry’ classmates tag us
‘Five and six’ intimates rate us
The love in the air is high
Like a science student that is high

The ambience was full of love
And everyone could see how we play rough
Many days of assignment she covers
She really knows her love
is on pitch on sofa

The love stays firmly and strong
As days keep growing with wishes
The wishes of many concealed future
And promise never shattered by vulture

Days of two hours and half sleep
For it happens when it clocks Twelve and half
Ohhh !!! MTN was nice and cool
For introducing the Xtra cool

The day seemed fast
The night doesnt last
Gist upon gist
till cocks crow
Like we would not even meet tomorrow
What a sweet memory of sorrow!???

Chatting 247 on 2go
Like having nowhere to go
The plans rise for valedictory
Celebrating the school cert victory
Several promises of been there
When we split into different sphere

Alas!!! The wind blows,
landed me at septentrion
And her at an anonymous region
When will you come back?
For the love we had back
The heart craves first love
For the life is full of fake love.

Courtesy : @camzy ☺

Thanks to everyone for reading through