I may not be your First date. I may not be your First hug. I may not be your First hand to hold. I may not be your First kiss. I may not be your First set of eyes to stare into I may not be your First person to call up at midnight. I may not be your First shoulder to cry on. I may not even be your First choice. But I want to be your Last everything.
The world stops for a moment when I touch her, and suddenly everything is okay again.