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You were the first,

The first love, the first hurt,
Too young to know the difference
And stuck forever as friends,
We went on pretending neither knew,
I guess in that there was some truth,
I had no idea how to proceed,
I held it tight and close to me
While I sobbed in my pillow at night,
Wondering how one could go through life
Thinking this was something to seek,
Already I knew they were indistinct—
From the first I saw plain
The invisible line between love and pain.