For the first time
In all my years of living,
I’ve felt what it’s like
To have your heart pound
So stubbornly within your chest
That everything in the world
Seems mute in comparison;
I’ve never felt so anxious and afraid
With the only antidote to my worries
Being your voice.

And for the first time
In all my years of living,
I’ve learned what it feels like
To leave all your emotions bare
And scattered
At the feet of someone you love.
And never before,
Did anyone bother to pick up the pieces
And keep them close to his chest
In a humble wooden box
Like you did.

For the first time,
I fight the elastic smile on my face
That snaps back every time you cross my mind
And even the monsters in the back of my head
Run away with just the smallest thought of
you.

You’re the first
That I’ve been so open with.
You’re the first that laughs with me
At my own petty jealousy—
Hopefully because we both realized
That there’s no need for doubt

Since we’ve found each other.

And for the hundredth time and onwards
I will thank God everyday
That we did.