The first time I saw you,
pink and screaming,
I knew everything I'd ever
known about love
had been wrong.
Every time I had
told someone
I loved them
I had lied.
I had meant it,
sure,
but it wasn't even in
the same universe
as the ache I felt
when you grabbed
my finger
and settled,
still wet,
against me.
The first time I saw you,
silent and lily white,
my heart stretched
and filled
until I thought my chest
would break into a million pieces
and become the
constellations
in every midnight sky.
I had loved before,
yes,
but I hadn't known
a heart was capable
of loving
so many things
so fiercely.
The first time I saw you,
wide eyed and open mouthed,
I knew that
I would pour myself out-
give everything I had
and keep on giving.
I knew nothing
about you-
this tiny giant
so new to the world,
but I knew that
everything I was
would never be enough.
You made me yearn
to be more.