Cycle

Remember your first love,

not with regret,

but with reminiscence.

Butterflies feel magnificent but fade.

Your heart strings may be broken, but spirit is never lost.

You were awe struck with the technicolor brought to your life, but colors fade.

You were changed:

transformed into the charismatic spirit of today.

You thought it easy to fall in love, but it was harder to fall out of love.

Dejection flows into your life, but time is all you need:

days, months, even years.

You feel hopeless, but another captivates your life.

The beginning and the end of a perpetual cycle.