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A spur-of-the-moment thing they say,
One coming right out of the blue:
To tell the difference between puppy love
And one that eternally holds true.
Could I? Would I? Did I love her?
The answer I couldn't seem to speak;
Every time, moment, or journey we had--
It all felt so very unique.

My friends told me to go for it;
Her friends said the same things, too.
I wish things were easy that way,
As simple as an "I love you."
What I felt was much different though,
How hard for me is it to say--
That my affections grew more and more for her
Each passing moment and time of day.

She did come up to me one time,
Asked how I was-- I said, "Good."
I asked if we can hang around sometime,
And she said, "We really should!"
Life became an utter bliss soon after
With smiles together we would sneak.
It was as if we were in paradise
As life went on week by week.

But nothing of it came later,
If anything did at all--
Just regretting not making the choice
Of making just one last call.
We did pass each other by today,
But nothing was at all the same;
One would only talk to the other
Only if the other spoke to one by name.

It's just funny how we notice
That it's our first love we remember most,
But few people can tell you the reason why
That the love is so worthy to boast.
For I can tell you an honest answer,
Because for me it still holds true:
Try remembering your one true love
Before rushing to say, "I do."

Description
A spur-of-the-moment thing they say,
One coming right out of the blue:
To tell the difference between puppy love
And one that eternally holds true.
Could I? Would I? Did I love her?
The answer I couldn't seem to speak;
Every time, moment, or journey we had--
It all felt so very unique.

My friends told me to go for it;
Her friends said the same things, too.
I wish things were easy that way,
As simple as an "I love you."
What I felt was much different though,
How hard for me is it to say--
That my affections grew more and more for her
Each passing moment and time of day.

She did come up to me one time,
Asked how I was-- I said, "Good."
I asked if we can hang around sometime,
And she said, "We really should!"
Life became an utter bliss soon after
With smiles together we would sneak.
It was as if we were in paradise
As life went on week by week.

But nothing of it came later,
If anything did at all--
Just regretting not making the choice
Of making just one last call.
We did pass each other by today,
But nothing was at all the same;
One would only talk to the other
Only if the other spoke to one by name.

It's just funny how we notice
That it's our first love we remember most,
But few people can tell you the reason why
That the love is so worthy to boast.
For I can tell you an honest answer,
Because for me it still holds true:
Try remembering your one true love
Before rushing to say, "I do."