The night we met was perfect
and y(our) first kiss haunts me now.
We might have been imperfect…
(Ian Curtis taunts our vow)
Torn apart by love
and doubt
by time
and timely yearning…
Torn apart by love
about
this time
of no returning…
You blessed me on the spot
and then you left me feeling cursed.
I guess we kissed a lot of men
but I was still your first.
I know I’m not the last to love you;
know I’ve not the right…
But close my eyes
and I’m above you…
Comfort me tonight.
Written by Jason Wright
February 22, 2022
For Sean Mobley / Theo Wolfe