The First Time
We are given a chance,
among the worst something left
otherwise, hopeful
circumstance.
As I spoke to you,
once,
I loved you
as simply as that.
Now to go back,
T cannot
but going on,
will not forget the first time.
POBTRY
You likewise
with me must be
testament
to pain's indifference.
We are only careful
for such a memory, more
careful, I think,
than we ever thought to be.
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