Stephen Cahill Furlong (23 August 1992 / Holles Street, Dublin, Republic of Ireland)
For the first time, I know how being loved actually feels;
It's more joyous than a combination of all my favourite meals.
It came from a girl I met online, she was at first faceless,
But, as opposed to other girls, she wasn't as tasteless
For she saw what I had to offer and expressed feelings
With such passion, it was as though we'd booked our wedding-rings.
It's the biggest shame we don't live in the same nation.
In order to see her in the flesh, it seems I'll need a vacation.
Currently, I feel like I'm in a relationship of long distance;
Her show of emotion for me expresses no resistance.
I can no longer ever forget the first girl to ever love me
Because, for the first time, my heart has been robbed then set free.
I didn't have a Valentine's date, I did something better;
I just spent my lonely hours cyber-messaging her.
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