First Loves Part 1

First loves. It’s the hardest ones to leave.
It’s the longest time we’ll ever grieve,
It takes the longest time for it to leave.
Your mind can move on, but it’s the heart that stops you.
It’s playing you for a fool, whatever you do.
They will always be the number 1, the Boo.
The toxicity, filling up your heart. the blackness
Like cigs fill up the lungs, create a room of darkness
There’s nothing to fill this void. Just so heartless.
And now it’s driving you crazy.
You were thinking maybe, just maybe
That day will come where she’ll be your lady, she’ll be your baby.
But that once more isn’t likely, it’s more unlikely
And every time we try, it’s not to your liking.
It’s just fighting and crying.
It’s the weeping without the sleeping.
Or the make up love. No kisses. No hugs.
How did it come to this?

The first love huh. The first love.
It’s the answer you chose, the letter E. all the above.
And she says it’s over. It’s done. It’s enough.
You don’t want to give up, but you have to respect her choice.
No, forget that choice, it’s our choice.
You say your opinion, She’s gonna hear your voice.
This isn’t over. Just another bump in the road.
Just another problem that adds to the total workload
But that’s what we do. That’s who we are. This is the relationship code.

But what if it is done?
You have lost. She has won.
The end has begun.
The end of the first.
The end is the worst.
You can’t take it. But you must live it.
This is seriously some bullshit.
Your truth. Your baby love. Your boo.
Loving her is the game you’ll always lose.
You got the brown eyed blues.
You can’t stand this. You can’t live without her.
But it’s something you gotta do.