THE HEART WAS THE ENGINE

He arrived without baggage
You molded him
Everything became a sharp contrast to previous routine patterns
Eyes viewed life differently
Feeling and experiences engulfed him
Their relationship was without complications
Days and nights were carefree and fun
The Friday night dances, the drive-in movies, the parties
The sharing
He wanted to spend them all with you
The heart was the engine and drove the emotions
When the magic balloon burst, it ended
The road forked
You travel once and only once on the journey called first love.