You were the first to make me blush at the thought of your gaze on the back of my neck
Tried not to turn, did my best at that sassy I don't know you're looking game
You were the first who made me forget what to do with my hands
They moved of their own accord, twisting and turning in loss and in need
You were the first to kiss me
We fell over that chair and I wondered if I was doing it right
Took another long gulp from the bottle
You were the first I traveled to find
And the first to make me grovel
The first time we took it further than the kiss you'd already found tired
Has colored the firsts with all others after
You were first a great friend, then a first lover
Soon to be the first to leave me for another
You were the first friend made lover, lover made friend
The first in that line of full circles
A list of firsts to pull my memories behind
You are the first piece of news I hear of today
Your death caught in my throat and sits there still
This then is the last of our firsts
The first time I've thought of life without you
And the first time I've really missed you
Its the last of the firsts, but certainly not the last of my love for you.
Damn it...I wish you were still here
