Maybe yur first love is the one that sticks with you because it's the only person who will ever receive all of you . After that , you learn better . But , most of all , no matter what , a piece of you remains left behind in the heart of the one you loved - a piece no future lover could ever get , no matter what . That piece holds innocence , the belief that love really can last forever . It holds friendship and pain , trail and error , the one kiss you'll never forget , & that night under the stars you can never get back . It holds youth & everything you thought love would be , everything that was proven wrong .

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My heart's breaking into little pieces .

I'm tired .
Physically . And emotionally .