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你說，初戀像一顆青蘋果
咬下去，微酸，還有一點澀
我說，像一封沒寄出的信
字跡歪斜，地址模糊

我們在巷口等公車
時間像口袋裡的糖紙
揉皺、攤開、又揉皺
你問：「這是愛嗎？」
我說：「也許是錯覺。」

風把你的髮絲吹進我的眼睛
像一場不小心闖入的電影
我們坐在公園長椅上
談論未來，卻忘了現在

初戀是一場未完成的句子
停在「可是」之後
像一首沒有副歌的歌
旋律繞了一圈，回到原點

你走了，像夏天最後一場雷雨
我站在原地，數著地上的水漬
它們拼湊出你的名字
然後慢慢蒸發

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"Echoes of a First Love"


You said first love is like a green apple— a bite, a little sour, a little bitter. I said it’s like a letter never sent— crooked handwriting, a smudged address.

We waited for the bus at the corner. Time felt like a candy wrapper in my pocket— crumpled, smoothed out, then crumpled again. You asked, “Is this love?” I said, “Maybe it’s just a trick of the heart.”

The wind blew your hair into my eyes, like a movie I wandered into by accident. We sat on a park bench, talking about the future, forgetting all about the present.

First love is an unfinished sentence, stuck after the word “but.” Like a song without a chorus, the melody loops and returns to where it began.

You left, like the last summer thunderstorm. I stood still, counting the puddles on the ground. They spelled out your name, then slowly disappeared into the air