My first love

His tongue so sweet it drips off honey
But pierce like a sword in the heart.
I desire not to associate myself with it anymore.
He sends negative vibrations to my immune system with the words he utter.
He effortlessly illuminate my whole being.

I remember the infatuation phase like it was yesterday.
All the highs and lows he gave me,
I still reminisce of all the good times we had together.
Calling me wifey and I calling him hubby.
It was all rosy as though the dark cloud will never come our way.

Slowly but surely,I managed to free myself from his sharp and firm claws.
Claws that constantly scratched my heart till it profusely bled.
It bled imaginably beyond measure.
Even now when my eyes meet his,it bleeds.

My first love,one that I love not to forgive
Only one that was able to make me feel love
And hate at the same time.