Adele – First Love
So little to say but so much time
Despite my empty mouth the words are in my mind
Please wear the face, the one where you smile
Because you lighten up my heart when I start to cry
Forgive me first love, but I’m tired
I need to get away to feel again
Try to understand why
Don’t get so close to change my mind
Please wipe that look out of your eyes
It’s bribing me to doubt myself
Simply, it’s tiring
This love has dried up and stayed behind
And if I stay I’ll be alive
Then choke on words I’d always hide
Excuse me first love, but we’re through
I need to taste the kiss from someone knew
Forgive me first love, but I’m too tired
I’m bored to say the least and I, I lack desire
Forgive me first love
Forgive me first love
Forgive me first love
Forgive me first love
Forgive me
Forgive me first love
Forgive me first love
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Is first love always the sweetest?
I’ll never forget my first love, well… who can?
The warmth that surrounds my every heartbeat, butterflies in my tummy. My every thought about him, visualising the future with him. Silly smiles, cheeks blushing. My emotions revolving around this first sweet love. Looking forward to seeing him all the time, spending time with him as much as possible.
Heated arguments sometimes, and nothing changes despite the hurt. Love, I always felt. Finding reasons to stay by his side, finding reasons to give in unconditionally, always fighting for this love which was real to me. Having total faith in him, really happy thinking he was the one; the first and the last.
I never got enough of hugging him, never got enough of the kisses, never got enough of seeing him smile, hearing his laughter. Holding his hands really tight, my hands running down that beautiful face of his. Nothing, no one, could stop this passion of mine; like it’ll never burn off. Fell so deeply in love that I could not get out of it.
Until, I have learned how to love myself before loving anyone else. I realised it’s something that all of us need to do before even loving anyone else. I’d never believed in that. But we are unable to properly love others if we don’t know how to cherish and love ourselves. If we allow people to trample on our hearts, that’s hurting ourselves and also hurting them. Doesn’t do any good to either of us. It’ll only turn the love into a consuming rage, spits of poison we call love, abusing each other’s emotions, tearing us down mentally and emotionally. That pain we can be numbed to, giving in, ignoring, denying, being blindly in love. Hoping for some miracle to happen out of the relationship without reflecting and standing out as a third party to really see each of the ugly faces we are turning into. That hopless agony which stings our heart, tears which we brings us to sleep every night, and the sudden lonliness we feel. It can drive us insane before we come to our senses.
We may even end up in a loveless romance. Fleeting and ceasing as fast as it comes.
First love, I will never forget. When the memories haunt, sometimes I wish it’ll be gone with the wind.
First love, I forgive.
First love, I don’t regret.
First love, my heart has stop beating for you.
