First Love
I remember my first love,
he was my first kiss,
The feeling was so strong
I could not explain it
I felt chained to him
I thought of him every second
I adored him
He had my heart in his hand
Could not stand him leaving me
through a wide crowd I saw him
Through the darkness, he was the light
For minute, I believed it was going to be me and him
forever
I remember my first love
holding my hands
telling me to never let it go
I remember his soft kiss on my head
whatever the feeling was
it had me hypnotized
So the day he walked out of my life
I was destroyed
I could not think
I was troubled
How can I control this heart break,
I was paralyzed
While I sat on my bed in tears
He was adoring another girl
giving her the same love he gave me
Holding her like he did to me
Protecting her as he did to me
So was it really love?
Did I move too quick?
Was it not speacil?
Was it my first love?
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