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The Taste Of First Love Lost
by Bonita Tormey

Is sweet to the taste but bitter to the soul
Holding something you love, grasping not to let go
Like blind eyes long to see, and deaf ears to hear.
Is the craving of the soul to have what you hold dear
Attached to my heart, embedded deep within
you’ve now become apart of me your who that I am
How can one inflict such pain upon ones self
to take away the part of me I cannot live without
Where did my hunger go for the life that I new
and where are all my friends that I made time for too
It seems love has blinded the life that I lived
I cannot see past the time from the night that we met.
The precious words that are spoken from those that are around
are faded out by memories, from stolen moments I have found
My appetite for joy has gradually slipped away
I cannot see the meaning in walking thru this day
And as I look back at my longing for first love
I wish my heart knew then what my heart knows now
I would have passed you by my heart I would have spared
But then I think... that the part of me that you’ve become
is the better part of what’s there.
So I'll  take what you have given, and your strength you left behind
and I'll  be a better person. I will also be more kind.
You see I have now, what I didn’t have then
You have touched my life, I am no longer the same
I finally see what first love is and its power to change
it cannot be undone or even taken away
A mark it will leave in its place instead
What we choose to make of it is what we end up with.
So I have chosen to take loves change
And now the lives that I will touch
will never be the same.
Bonita Tormey
Copyright 2005
Listed 07/07/2005
 
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