I’ve loved so hard I felt that my heart was going to burst out of my chest. The image of running to my bed, with my love smiling her biggest smile, with arms wide open, as I jump in and lock arms, legs and heart still melts in my mind. Like a complete puzzle finally one. As I pour in my soul and kiss her all over, like gasping for air and not being fulfilled. I guess you can say you’re over your true first love when you can recall such memories without being overwhelmed by the sadness that she left you. I can still feel her. My skins memory of her touch is still vivid. Its addicting after its gone, and like all addicts I have to go through detox, but once its over and the hellish experience passes, I get this warm feeling in the middle of my chest, like a pressure, and all I can do is close my eyes **** my head back and smile. I guess it’s my new happy place, somewhere I can go to when I'm in pain. Ill keep my heart open because it’s all I can do now, hoping that someone will walk in with new passion. And maybe just maybe that one person will decide to stay and finally let my heart burst.

Nice write...May you be gifted what you wish for yourself...

thanks I felt really good writing this