i still remember
the very first time we kissed.
it was so sunny i couldn't see you,
so i closed my eyes
and locked hands with you
because i'd always hated
to feel alone.
your love was warmer
than the sun on our backs,
and mine was just as fierce,
as burning anticipation bubbled
in the deep, empty pit of my stomach.
we had separate lives ahead of us,
possibly crossing paths,
but now they are linked with an ironclad chain
that no hopeful shears can break.
(i sit quietly and remind myself
that this really was what i wanted.)