A smile from his face made me smile,
How he makes me laugh,
A thunderstorm can’t stop me from loving him,
Even thou he and I are no longer together,
But his laughter, his smile,
Will always make me smile,
He was my first love,
My first crush,
I loved everything about him,
He will soon enough will know how I feel,
Heavens sent me above,
Above from this beyond white clouds,
He keeps something’s apart of me,
Apart that he has but his smile will always be remembered.
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