our first kiss.
sometimes everything hits you all at once;
the good, the bad & the ugly
and there are words launched out
of your throat your like a catapult of burning
sharp and lethal,
and can never be taken back.
you know what i’ve learned?
the only thing constant is change –
don’t be scared – we’re ALL damaged
some of us just hide it better
with makeup and mascaras, some
of us hide the bruises under tattoos.
we can walk hand-in-hand
witnessing the city illuminating in
colors that we could only dream of,
like the first time we fell in
love and saw the city and we were
lost in complete awe.
do you remember?