Every story started up with "for the first time".
So, for the first time I met him I was wrecking thing,
I treasured my own shame and was full of curiosity.
Innocent adolescent.
And he was a lonely moon child,
An individualist that living on his world,
his world was crushed.
Meanwhile,
Time is a crucial mystery element in my life,
I never predict to be loved,
even I never thought about it.
We met the separator called time.
and time runs as it goes.
Time pulled back everything we had.
and for my "for the first time" were
when the time got slower in the first time we talked about the movie,
when the time gave us rest in the random night walking,
when the time borrowed its worth-second of looked through his eyes,
when the time sparkles charmed inside the reflector of the planetarium,
when the time pinched my heart directly, we holding hand,
when the time froze the moment he kissed me that morning,
when the time embraced me through his vows,
For the first time,
We realize that time was provided to us and measure the speed at which we live in it.