![]() I was young, naive, and immature i guess. I don't know what kept me with you for all of those years. Or maybe it's because your first love usually ends up in your first real heartbreak and you never quite get all of the pieces back. It's never whole again- no matter how much you move on, how many more people you fall in love with, or how much you give to the next person- there's something special about the first time you give your heart away. ![]() I truly believe that the first person you fall in love with will always have a piece of your heart. You were my first love, and first loves are hard to forget. It doesn't happen often, and it hadn't happened for a year and a half until recently, but when it does i don't know how to feel. You make my head feel like a busy, New York City street the second your name lights up on my cell phone.
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