First love is not just those butterfly feelings down there in your heart,
It's sometimes those right timings gone wrong
At times the untold words that merged with our heartbeats
Moments where we shared glances in secret
Times when the world went still;when you held my arms
And then sometimes trying hard not to forget your face
Other times, it's hope;that our fairytale would end well someday.
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PoetryFirst love is not just those butterfly feelings down there in your heart, It's sometimes those right timings gone wrong At times the untold words that merged with our heartbeats Moments where we shared glances in secret Times when the world went s...