I find myself thinking about our youth.

And immediately the first thought was your smile.

Bright and unguarded.

Like the sunrise piercing through the night sky.

So perfect. So breathtaking.

The amount of times I’d replay that smile everyday just as I was about to sleep is too many to count.

You didn’t have to steal my heart. I freely gave it to you since day one.

I’ve loved you since milk teeth and scraped knees. And I’ll always love you. 

If I told you then, how much you meant to me, would life be sweeter?

Would the years wasted be worth it? Would your heart ache less and your shoulders be unburdened? Would you have bled less and smiled more?

Would you have shared my own pain too?

Those regrets plague me now every night.

My first love. My everything. My last love. You own me heart and soul. Sunrise to moonlight. Beginning to the end. I love you.