First love, first promise of together forever,
First bond to keep me awake at night,
Longing for his presence, dreaming of togetherness,
Knowing we were too young to make it last
Knowing we were too young to make it last
Heavy kisses, heavy breathing, touches, no finales,
So many hormones, so little practicality
A wonder filled era, a dream apart from others,
Short lived, divided unwillingly,
As tragic as the best romances in history
Memories I wouldn't trade for the moon