My First Love
By Tk.T

Remnants of myself still lie—
Shredded like ribbons from my body.
A part of me—
Has died.
But another part of me—
Has grown in wisdom.
The threads of my torn being—
Whip between the winds of Fallen Time.
Through this, I have learned an important lesson:
Let yourself fall completely into—
The insanity of the Human Heart,
Without at first knowing—
Who you are…
And where you want to be.
The Human Heart can be—
I know now where I want to be.
And through Flying Time—
I will discover who I am.