The first time I saw her
I admired her eyes…
The first time I spoke to her
I felt her soft nature…
The first time she smiled
I felt her inner spirit…
The first time she hugged
I felt a thousand sparks…
The first time she expressed care
I felt unbound joy…
The first time she kissed
I felt heaven…
The first time she expressed love
I felt true possession…
The first time she held me close
I felt frozen in time…
The first time I heard her heart beat
I felt motherly care…
The first time she allowed me to touch
I felt her love…

But then…

The first time I fought with her
I felt her pain…
The first time I was careless with words
I felt her hurt..
The first time I was angry
I felt her tremble in fear…
The first time I made these mistakes
I felt she was slipping away…
Alas, the first time I tried to get back
I felt she was gone…
The first time my heart realized
I felt the reality of love…

And till this day
I suffer for that fray
So for the very last time I decided to try when
I felt her crying from a distance…

As I ran towards her
The first time I told myself…
Never will I hurt this flower…