Rebecca Reeves Poet Romanticism

My First Love

First Love

I never thought I would meet a nice man like you
All the other men is nothing compared to you
We met on a nice beautiful day
I might say
All I kept thinking are you going to like me
Or are you going to fake me
My stomach is spinning 
Butterflies are turn into
Red blushed face
My heart it starts to race
I am thinking am I at your pace?

Do you like me?
Or should I leave you alone
I wish you would tell me because
My face is starting to a frown
You probably think I am starting to act like a clown
Because of all of the fear and it is tearing me apart 
Because I really like you 
Just then you asked me out
Without a doubt
You told me I was very beautiful
When you look at my eyes 
I smile from cheek to cheek

We walk together hand and hand 
For three years now its been
You are my man and my friend
I remember one day that you touched my heart.
On Christmas day 
I thought I was dreaming 
When you got on your knee and
Asked me to be your wife
I knew it would change my life and the future 
All I kept saying is Dreams do come true.
If you believe in love and let things go their way
You will find your true happiness.
As we do.

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