I saw you first during English class.
You were put opposite me.
I laughed and chatted with her,
secretly looking at you.
We chatted on phones,
No one else knew,
Our inside jokes
that no one else understood
but us.
Months pass, I confess,
you confess, we smile.
we kiss, my first, not yours,
only 15 but feeling 18
That feeling overwhelmed me,
I sucked in my breath
and held him tight.
I loved him. I knew from then.
Years fly along with sheets
and clothes. Arguments
don't matter because I
love him. I always have.
Since that fateful day
in year 10, I've always
loved you. Now ring on
finger, bun in oven,
love in heart.
8 years since that
fateful day when we
were only 15
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem