Funeral For My First

I got the call that I never expected. My first girlfriend. My first love. We lost our virginity to one another in Jr high. We broke up when we got to HS but we always stayed friends.
The call was to tell me that she had passed away. Cancer took her life. I had seen her after her first battle. She conquered and kicked cancer right in the ass. She looked beautiful and healthy! Just like she did when we dated decades before.

At her funeral I sat there staring at her in that casket. I remember our intimate moments together. How alive, loving, and sexual she was. I can't believe she is gone now. Her husband came over and sat next to me. We were both just sitting there with tears in our eyes. He said "I know how much you two meant to each other..."
I forced a grin and nodded. I then said he was a great guy and they were great together. Both of us sitting there mourning my first love.... His only love.

Life sucks sometimes... Fuck Cancer