friendship heart

you moved. goodbyes never said,
I miss you, do you miss me too?

you might not remember me,
or my face.

our silly little fight, “friendship heart”
was broken. 2 days later it was fixed.

sitting on the bus together,
smiling and giggling about
dumb things children do.

soon, smiles and giggles came
to an end when you said you
we’re moving on my birthday.

I begged, I pleaded, I cried.
“please don’t leave.”

you did.

you were my first heart break.