My First Love

by Jada   Dec 21, 2005


He was shorter, but I liked him and
That was what mattered.
He was everything to me my thoughts,
My daydreams, my money, my love
He meant the world to me and he was
My first love who I held above.

Everyday was something new
Up on the world I was every time
we would kiss and hug.
He was all I knew, I thought it was forever
But time flew… he was
My first love who I held above.

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