The first time

I feel that the first time was so easy,
when I look back at being in love,
to which I will later compare memories,
that cut through my heart.

The first kiss, meeting and phone call,
hand in hand, a moment so new.
The first feeling, feeling of special love,
which I barely understood.

Well, when I consider it carefully,
and all what is now gone
will disappear in a dark.
I will try again for the "first time"
and I hope now quite right ...