there are things that only happen once
like counting all the days of life just before death
when under closed lids you see all those who will not return
and you know you will join them soon
there are things that are only once
like being the Sun or being the Moon
like being the first for someone
and being someone's first touch and virginity
feel safe and quiet
like the first night of winter
first connection and connectivity
when the snow doesn't ask anything by itself
and no one minds that it is silent
are feelings that will not be repeated
like giving birth to your first child
and look forward to the second
and not knowing that the first time
is sometimes the last
and not seeing the past of the past
in your eyes
I could forget
that dreams that won't come back
can only be counted right before death
the first memories love to live so much
that you can't forget
or their wick requires a lighter?
why don't you hug me
why don't you hug me tighter?
when the first one memories can never die