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for most of us our first love song was written in the middle of a first grade day, between reading and math class where instead of 1+1=2 it was you+i=forever even though forever was an apple sauce after dinner and a kiss on the forehead of your loving mother heartbreak was the next day when you realized that each day at lunch time would be an opportunity the universe would offer up a chance at a tear or two in front of an unforgiving school, in front of the first girl you'd hate forever even though forever was a game of catch and a nice long talk about girls with your loving father forgiveness was so much easier in the days before body hair and friday night despair, when you could sit on your wooden chair and carve next to Jody's name her replacement for most of us our first love song was written in the middle of a first grade day, between recess and time to go home, where instead of 1+1=2 it was you+i= forever
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Apr 16, 2013
Apr 16, 2013 at 8:58 PM UTC
our first love song
for most of us our first love song was written in the middle of a first grade day, between reading and math class where instead of 1+1=2 it was you+i=forever even though forever was an apple sauce after dinner and a kiss on the forehead of your loving mother heartbreak was the next day when you realized that each day at lunch time would be an opportunity the universe would offer up a chance at a tear or two in front of an unforgiving school, in front of the first girl you'd hate forever even though forever was a game of catch and a nice long talk about girls with your loving father forgiveness was so much easier in the days before body hair and friday night despair, when you could sit on your wooden chair and carve next to Jody's name her replacement for most of us our first love song was written in the middle of a first grade day, between recess and time to go home, where instead of 1+1=2 it was you+i= forever
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Apr 16, 2013
Apr 16, 2013 at 8:58 PM UTC
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