One's first love is always perfect.
It makes itself the meaning of life...
It brings such glorious happiness..
AND SUCH DEEP SADNESS..
Yet.. the day the lovers say good bye..
Their first love goes with each person's heart..
Taking in a special place.. where no-one can ever replace...
Yes, the Second Love may come.. but.
First love will always be..
the one that went away...
taking a part of my dreams, my love, my happiness and sadness with her.