After fifty years on this earth. I know I have just met my first love, my only love. There is no mistaking it because its not a feeling it just is. The love comforts the broken and bruised heart. First love that has ever awaken me every morning with the renewed hope of our future. The first love that settles me in for the night. The only love I've ever known that give back the love I give. The first love that makes me long for the future no matter how hard the path may be to get there. The first love, that I long to see everyday and in everyday. The first love I hold onto every moment, thought, word, wishing it would linger a little longer. The first love besides the Father's love I have ever known. The first love that will truly be that everlasting love. Love is an amazing word I speak often to My Special K, my first love. So many times I've mistaken feeling for love, this is not the case. This time its what I know, love has been defined by the evidence of what I have never had until a year ago. When my first love hugged me and made me, long for her everyday. Yearning to spend all my life with her giving her my all. One day our love will be forever together always.

Dedicated to my first love, my beautiful, Special K