The First Time We Met

ねえ、覚えますか。
The first time we met, it was on Friday.
It was one fine evening, when the sun shine bright and warm.
The first time I saw you, you made that face.
Kind of surprise and somehow smile.
It was kind of awkward.
At that time, even now, I really have no confident.
I smile a lot.
I want to talk to you but have no courage.
Even at the first time we talk, I couldn't let my voice out.
I felt down quickly.
But, I don't want to give up easily.
My heart beating somehow unnatural.
It was strange.
Even now, I feel it is strange.
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