Do you remember your first love?
So young and innocent, reminiscent of the days,
We’d play hopscotch and jump rope to the tune of,
Seashell Taco Bell easy I-Z over,
And over the years,
Through countless relationships and tears,
All the darlings and dears,
There’s always your first love.
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Do you remember your first love?
The first time you held hands,
Drew their name in the sand,
How happily you’d reply,
Yeah that’s my girl,
Or, yeah that’s my man,
How you’d demand a kiss,
Because you were without them all day and missed,
The comfort of their touch,
The way they spoke your name so passionately,
You knew it had to be,
There’s always your first love.
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Do you remember your first love?
The kisses and hugs,
Countless hours of baking and caking,
Faking that you liked the cakes they baked
For the goodness of the relationship’s sake,
You’d take a bullet to the face,
If it would erase,
Any hurt harm distress or stress,
For just one sec. because,
There’s always your first love.
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Do you remember your first love?
The break-ups to make-up,
The calls to wake up,
To tell em’ you love em,’
Miss em,’ couldn’t wait to kiss em,’
And even those calls to just sit and listen,
To them breathe and be relieved,
Of all problems, if only for one moment,
You could take em’ and disown em,’
Phone bonin’ till the sun shone in ya room,
To illuminate ya life, and shine so bright,
That only ya first love could eclipse this sight,
So as you sit back, relax,
And relive the moments you lived,
With the one who first penetrated your heart,
Punctured it with the sharp end of cupid’s arrow,
Just remember,
There’s always your first love.