I’ll Never Know Love like This Again

Tagged by Lucy Dan 蛋小姐 (she/her/她) for the prompt: Your First Love — How do you see it now that time has passed?

I’m glad we can’t choose

the families we’re born into

because that would mean

a life without

The Best Father I Could Ever Have

The first on my speed-dial

if I want a shoulder to cry on

or need comforting

or colored-chalk and gel-pens

The constant by my side

during my best times

my worst times

and my ice-cream craving times

The one who encouraged

freedom of thought

and self-expression

so I could form opinions he disapproves

The one who taught me that

whatever I do in life

I don’t have to be the best at it

as long as I’m happy, like this writing thing

The one who defines

“Unconditional Love”

and didn’t turn red

when I colored my hair purple (and pink, green)

The one who forgives

my mistakes

without question

like my formless first tattoo, or this poem (?)

What power

does time have

over the purest

form of love?

Do check out Lucy Dan 蛋小姐 (she/her/她)’s poem for the prompt:

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