Firsts

First time making eye contact with you 

First time talking to you 

First time you making me laugh

 

First time I make you smile

First time realizing your smile is beautiful 

First time realizing I like you 

 

First time realizing I like like you 

First time we stay up all night, talking about nothing, but that's okay because nothing feels like everything when I'm with you

First date

 

First kiss

First make-out

Almost… first time

 

First time jamming out to music in the car, but not too loud because you don’t like the volume too high

First fight

First makeup

 

First time loving you

First time someone else loving me

First time being vulnerable to someone

 

First time learning each other loves languages

First time you wearing my clothes

First time writing you love letters

 

First time learning your Wawa order

First time you learning my coffee order 

First time wearing matching outfits

 

First time we are apart

First time I miss you 

First time thinking you might be the one

 

And isn’t that crazy 

That we are still so young, and to think I can see a future with you 

 

So many firsts down, and hundreds more to go

I want to experience so much with you

But at the same time I’m still so scared

 

You are my first love

They say 25% of people end of marrying their first love

So there is a 75% chance of us growing apart and ending up with other people

 

But when I’m with you, I feel like more than a statistic 

I feel like more than a probability 

But on the other hand neither of us has ever been so lucky to get what we want 

 

 

So on the 3 out of 4 chance we do not have a future together

And when the time comes where we both have to say our goodbyes and become strangers again

 

I want you to remember me

And all the seconds we spent together 

Because if you add up all the tiny little moments, maybe they will equal a lifetime of memories

 

I want you to remember all the moments we shared 

 

Some of those being:

The time we went to Six Flags and I was scared shitless because I hate heights

But somehow I was okay knowing you were right night to me

Which is to say, all I need is your presence to keep me calm

 

The time on the ferris wheel when you were too nervous to kiss me

Let a lone hold my hand even though no one bus us was watching

 

The times we would hold each other for hours, but it only felt like seconds

Because the Earth seemed to hold her breath and stop moving just for us to have enought time together

 

The first time I told you I liked you

When everything was new and scary

 

And everthing is still so new and scary 

But you make all the firs ttimes seems so nostalgic

 

As if I've been reliving these moments with you my whole life 

 

I want you to remember all the first times 

Because even to the end 

We will continue to create firsts 

 

First break up 

First heartbreak 

First ex

First…. love

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