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The first love is the love of my life.


Now I know I never love another man

In the way I loved you.  

Is not such thing as second love

I can’t imagine myself loving another

Person that isn’t you.

 

He might be the perfect man

For me, but it’s not you!

You will always be my star. 

I want you to know that.

We broke up because of bad luck.         

 

I know you loved me as much I loved you.

I could feel it by the kisses you gave to me.

They were the closest thing to heaven.

A little butterfly told me that you found a new love.

 

I wanted to hate you.  

I never succeeded.

My hart never let me to do that.

You are the king of her. 

 

Because of your true love she is a life.   

Please wipe my tears and bring me back

to the time that we were one person.

Do not forget about our first love.

 

 

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