"i promise you,
you forget.
 
they say that your first love
is the one that never comes out,
that years later you’re still carrying the wound
around
  
but in five years, you’ll be drinking 
a good hot chocolate and laughing, and
while suddenly you wonder what happened 
to them, where they are now,
what they’d think of you:
 
it no longer stings.
 
it becomes okay. they didn’t love you
and it messed you up for a long time
but the good news is 
the girl they loved 
doesn’t really exist anymore,
and while she was beautiful
 
you’re happier than her."