It is a feeling I both wanted and dreaded.
I guess I could say I love-loathed it.
You and me sitting together.
Alone.
This is what I thought I always desired.
So why am i so scared.
Why am I sweating even though I feel cold inside.
How come I can't hear what you are saying over my beating heart.
I try to speak
But the words get stuck in the space
Between I love you and my first kiss.
I just wish this feeling could last forever
Or until we meet lips when we meet again.
This will be one of many firsts.