Sometimes at night I think of you Thinking of what might have been If only I had the guts To tell you how I felt To ask you about How you felt about me. But that's over now It's way in the past My feelings are gone And so are you. You were my first love And I'll always remember that. But now when I think of you I just can't help but feel That we could have had something.
This poem is about the first guy and the only guy I ever liked.