The Last One

Do you remember your first love?

the first time you held hands with a loved one?

the first date. the first kiss? we hate or love the person who broke our heart. the time when we felt guilty for breaking someone’s heart.

you carry the weight of the person who shattered you, and yet they shape your love life.

being first and the firsts have always been important. the firsts don’t matter anymore, the last one does. the lasting one.

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