If first love dies…

Until now, she’s still being haunted by those memories,
360 days have passed and just few little advancement,
She still fumbles through the same sentiments,
Wanting to move on,
Yet wanting to go back each day…

“I wasn’t supposed to be there,” she said,
With two deep and teary eyes, she wanted to scream,
She wanted to take back all the things she gave,
She wanted to sleep and wake up with no memories of that at all.

The sunlight comes and it will never make her smile anymore,
Someone would offer love and she will never blush anymore,
She knows she wouldn’t feel as happy the way she did back then–
to morning sunlight, to rainbows, to promises, and to love…