Lost Love: My Pete

Written by Tara on February 9, 2011

Peter Paul Kelly, my Pete. Gone at only 18.

First love, stealing glaces at Easter dinner, shy introductions, teenage gossip, whispers, dreams, next encounters, sharing, learning, first touches, exploring, new sexuality, passion, diamond earrings shared, dinners alone, presents, gifts, notes, handsome, strong, funny, caring, honest, stubborn, a July Cancer, poetic, beer, cigarettes, heavy metal, surfer, Irish, strong father, rehab, separate, self-destructive, yearning, running, secret meetings, embraces, kisses having to last for weeks, tender, eternal, tortured, soul pain, a fight, a break, sadness, split in two, the call, the news, the shock of death, dreams, memories, angel touches.

A once-in-a-life-time love; a one-in-a-million kind of man.

Twenty-two years later you are still held in our hearts.

We’ve had our five more minutes.

I know you and you know me.

Simply, I love you.