The first boy I ever told
I loved for his eyes
The way he slid his hand up my leg
And for the fact he hated everything I loved
       The second boy I ever told
I loved for his compassionate heart
His love for his mother and
The way he grabbed for my hand
     The third boy I ever told
I loved for his sweet words followed by actions
His constant reminder of my beauty
The way he looked at me and filled me with life
His seductive grin and addictive scent
Those pale blue eyes glimmered in the sunlight
The way he slowly drug his fingers across my hips
How he let me steal his sweatshirts to sleep in
The taste of his cold lips saying hello to mine
The way his ears never missed a word I said as I vent to the worst degree
His love for life and keeping faith
The way he encouraged me and pleaded everything will be okay
How he hinted for our future
His playful kissing to make me laugh uncontrollably