they all ask about my first love
the question repeats
“who was it”
but the thing is my first love
was never a person
it was never a girl who sat across from me
never a boy I teased 2nd period
it was dance
the moment I stepped foot on the dance floor
my first love has stayed a while now
it’s hurt me yes
it’s made me cry, all the time
it’s still my first and only love at the end of the day
my first love was the first time I landed my double pirouette
with a smile on my face I was jumping up and down
my first love was holding the first place award on stage
knowing I was finally worth something more then second best
my first love was reading the dance team list
and seeing my name on it
my first love was watching the older kids dance through the window
dreaming quietly from afar
my first love was meeting my best friend Gigi through ballet tech
laughing when we should have been paying attention
my first love was sprained ankle’s
fractured wrists
even broken toes
my first love was watching aria dance and think
“god I wanna be like her one day”
it’s coming in 6 days a week with a smile on my face
even when I just cut up my legs an hour before
it’s hugging my students
when they carry pain too
it’s the feeling when your teacher yells “yes” as you leap
it’s when you get that solo part in your group dance
it’s how the ballet teacher uses you as an example
it’s knowing everyone in the studio and them knowing you too
it’s being called “Miss Georgia” by everyone there
it was my first love
now ask yourself again
what was your first love?