He came over to me to say, 'Hi, ' <br />His gleaming eyes sparkling more than ever. <br />A smile consumes my face, <br />And the muscles in my cheeks tighten. <br />I wish he only pulled at the strings of my heart, <br />But he rips them now harder than ever. <br />He tells me he loves me, <br />But I don't know if he means it. <br />His brown shaggy hair falls in his eyes, <br />I wipe it away with my hand. <br />I can smell his shampoo, <br />I welcome the scent. <br />When his arms are around me, <br />He is my protector, my guardian, my first love. <br />The world stops cold, <br />What matters? <br />Everything matters, <br />Nothing matters. <br />His smile makes me melt, <br />And the light from his brown eyes warms me. <br />There is sweat in my hands, <br />I am nervous when I am with him. <br />But I am scared to leave, <br />Scared to move on. <br />I am scared of the nights I have to spend without him, <br />The days that are cold without his arms to warm me. <br />I'm still scared to move on, <br />Now I sit and count the days 'til he's gone.<br /><br />Tiffany Wolf<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/first-love-51/
