I remember my first love
the first time you said hello
it was as if
your voice were violin strings
that played harmonies that ring
at the back of my mind
as I drive down memory lane
and I knew from that day
I wanted you to be my musician
and I wanted you to play me like your song
I wanted you to get lost in me
bring out the best in me
invest in me
I wanted you to challenge me
inspire me
advance me
enhance me
romance me
we had the kind of romance you only see in movies
the " I wake up every morning and all I see is you " kind of love
the " you don't have to say anything I already know what to do " kind of love
the " I have to look away, girl because you shine too bright " kind of love
the " I want to grow old with you " kind of love
" be bold with you " kind of love
" I'll always love you " kind of love
we had the kind of love where I could move mountains when you were beside me
fly a plane to the moon when you were beside me
then jump off the plane and fall to the ground
just to prove that I feel invincible when you were beside me
when you
were
beside me
I remember my first love
the day you said goodbye
all I could do
was fall on the floor and cry
all I wanted to do
was to get on that plane again
jump off again
fall to the ground again
and die
I no longer felt invincible
because you were no longer beside me
the same day you said goodbye
was the same day you told me
about
him
I remember my first love
if I could
I would scrape my fingerprints off my fingers
so they would never learn the touch of your skin
and memorize every spot that made you go, " Ooh. "
if I could
I would cut my lips
because I swear every time we kissed
it was not just you that I could taste
but also the next 70 years of my life
if I could
I would shed my skin
because unknowingly I have dipped my body in forever
and held you in my arms
hoping it we could go to infinity and beyond
if I could
I would rip my lungs
because I have breathed you
like you were the last oxygen molecule in the world
and you've gotten into my bloodstream
I can feel you flowing in my veins
and those butterflies in my stomach
turned into bees
that went ahead and sting
every inch of my hopes and dreams
so yes,
I remember my first love
but
if I could
I wouldn't.
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