You, my hope and joy of the past, forgot
who, in my life, would have ever thought?
Inseparable, we were, always together
we were two birds sharing the same feather
but enough of the metaphorical talk
I need to set my heart free, take a memory walk
I remember all the things we were,
and were supposed to be
I remember all the things I said
that you meant to me
you were my first and 'only' love,
the type thats hard to find
you brought happiness to my life
we were one of a kind
a time filled with such cheerfulness
now seems so far away
you and I are different now,
not hopeful; but dismay
without a word you brought a smile
and now you bring a tear
and though its been awhile,
our memories are near
they drift about my mind,
every now and then
they force me to think of you,
my first love; now a friend
how can I even call it that?
We never even speak
the idea of becoming friends
sad enough, seems bleak
I will never forget you,
my first and 'only' love
and though I must let you go,
my heart; you are part of