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First Love
As the monsoon rains fall heavily on the ground, I sit by the window pane wishing you were around. The thunder strikes and I run to hide away In search of your loving arms, where I long to stay. I go back to that place where we first met, The quaint chapel by the meadows, our eyes set. Our tender hearts: innocent, youthful and frail Together on love’s current we set sail. Against what they say we took our every chance But stumbled upon our childish games and youthful arrogance. Somewhere in the journey we both lost our way And “I love you” were just meaningless words we say. There were many beautiful things we learned together As we basked in sunlight and battled stormy weather. Now, all that is left to hold on to are memories of you. The sound of your voice that faintly says your love is true. The lightning flashes and slowly I open my eyes It was all but a dream, from my bed I rise. I sit by the window pane wishing you were around, As the monsoon rains fall heavily on the ground.
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