First love poetry

remember you were the first one
kissed my forehead without asking
my face looks red faded
silent did not say

like the flowers you planted
blooming in the heart that I feel
indeed the first thing I feel
I feel ashamed

quite no longer, quite no longer love
I think enough for now
I'm afraid too soon

remember you were the first one
kissed my lips and kept asking
why my eyes start closed
lulled by it

I can not believe you are the first
all like a dream

quite no longer, quite no longer love
I think enough for now
I was afraid to be lulled