I've never been in a cloudy place;
in a crowd of noisy people
echoing the loudest musics of all,
glamorous masks around the corners
under lights and sparkling glitters.

I've never been in a cloudy place,
never for once have seen
an enchanting DJ
with eyes so brown
I was so drowned
by how he looks at me.

I've never been in a cloudy place
where someone hath put colors
in a song of the unfamiliar beats.

I just wish he wouldn't stop
playing that song,
'cause I'm starting
to fall for it
deeply.

I couldn't blame him
Couldn't even hate him
When he had been nothing
but my firsts:

First hand held
First date
First kiss
First caused millions
butterflies in my belly

First love

I wouldn't regret
Having him
as my first happiness;
wouldn't even give a ****
in him as
my first heart ache

And ****,
for all my life

I wouldn't deny
the fact that
after ages

he still has
the missing
piece
of my heart.

We'd have our own lives
We now do

But nay
How could a heart
still wince
upon knowin'
how he'd been
so much glad
with someone
while my very own
still laments?

I couldn't blame him
Couldn't even hate him
When he had been nothing
but my first

and
ONLY

When the fire isn't burning
So as desire
When the smile isn't sparklin'
So as love
It hath been precious
And it should have been there
For a lil longer

But if one's not holding
anymore
no matter how
the other one's
fight for it

You should know
How one
for once
Should
Let
The other
Go.