First Love

Happened only once,

If/ when i love u,

U rank before daily meal.

Before showers and paper towel.

Before smiles.

Before my humble soul.

Before journeys and solitude.

Before any of my girlfriends.

Before the boss and a raise.

Before arguments.

Before understanding.

Before novels, movies or carousels.

Before knives and forks, neighbors and relatives, rumors and gossips.

Before every emotion, trance, twist-and-turn, up-and-down.

Before the spring glaze, summer tempest, autumn leaves, snow flakes and whatever comes around goes around time and times again.

U rank before all of these; ur sadness ranks before even u.

Alas ur promises fails to make the list.

I thought a love on top of so much would be of some depth; however it remains to be inadequate and shallow.

The age of 18 happened only once.