We were cast-off gowns and cozy fires

A warm place for rainy April nights

We were young lovers and music connoisseurs

A soft place to fall for dreams to write

We were sitting solemn and silent in well-lit lots

A strange loss of appetite I never forgot

We were your straying imagination

An era of love you left behind

We were old friends and a failed relationship

Watching fireflies in early June

We were worldly and awkward and untoward

Poor timing now that you loved me and my love had moved

We were discouragement and disappointment

A difference you feel that makes you drink and discuss

We were cold and empty and disconnected

Jack Daniels and cigarette smoke consuming us like a cloud of dust

We are forever bound in history and heartbreak

A sharp pain that returns whenever fear creeps in

We are the first love that never forgets

The dangers of loving too soon.