Do you mind if I steal your first kiss?
If I take it away and make it my own?
Love you forever and never let you go?
I always got lost in your eyes,
Your smile always brighter than the sun,
And your hair and the wind always were one.
Is it selfish if you want the same?
If you know the truth, but do not speak,
You wish not to be broken-hearted again and to seem weak?
We are soul mates,
Whispering careless thoughts into each other’s ears.
Flowers were no comparison,
The clearest lakes couldn’t match your eyes of blue,
And the red lips of roses cannot kiss me like your kisses do.
The clock’s pendulum swings and I age,
Yet you remain the beauty, you remain the same,
Who should you or I blame?
Do you mind if I amend,
By letting you kiss me and hold my hand until the very end?
But this time you make my last, your own.
“I will never leave you alone.”
At what age did you get your first kiss? Have you found your soul mate? Is there such a thing as a happy ending?