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The Last First Time
10 digits she gave him on a crumbled piece of paper,
A smile from a young girl , i think it was May 11.
An invite to her parents home on the 26th floor,
The man said “hello Cristina” as he opened up the door.
I don’t recall a kiss ,
I cant recall a smile,
all I remember was the fear
we made a child.
Why did i leave her
all alone that day,
why didn’t i just stay?
A golden note charm and then good bye, till this day it makes me cry.
A smile from a young girl , i think it was May 11.
An invite to her parents home on the 26th floor,
The man said “hello Cristina” as he opened up the door.
I don’t recall a kiss ,
I cant recall a smile,
all I remember was the fear
we made a child.
Why did i leave her
all alone that day,
why didn’t i just stay?
A golden note charm and then good bye, till this day it makes me cry.
Published 10th May 2019
| Edited 13th May 2019
Author's Note
A young man and his mistake haunts him & embarrasses him 33 years later.
I’m sorry.
I’m sorry.
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