First Love

She was my first

She listened to everything I had to tell

On our journey together

Those fights, falls and false friends

She said nothing and taught me to talk

She made my evenings something to remember

We were in a relationship for five long years

Forget first love when we find someone beautiful

I found Dad's bike more beautiful

Hence left her

My cycle.

Still in the attic

All alone

Waiting for me to come

All those memories reeling on her chain.