You were all my first times.
The first time I got on a motorbike,
my heartbeat too busy
thinking about you
to be afraid.
The first time I had the courage
to be me
and did everything
without thinking about the consequences.
The first time I took a train
and found instead arms
carrying me to my favorite city.
The first time my heart
jumped out of my chest
and went who knows where,
only to never be mine again.
