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,
But don't get too 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 stay behind.
And if I stay, I'll be alive,
Then I choke on words I'd always hide.
Excuse me, first love, but we're through.
Forgive me, first love, but I'm too tired.
I'm bored to say at least, and I lack desire.
Forgive me, first love,
Please forgive me...
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