You'll be the first man to see me cry.

The first man to hold me, hug me, comfort me.

You'll be the first man who caters to all, and every, of my needs.

The first man to make promises and break promises.

But I never thought you'd be the man to walk out of my life.

This poem is about: 
My family


Julissa Anaya

Pullllinnggg my heartstrings, it's short and to the point! Very nice Kourtney! 

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