When I first met you, I
Hated your face.
A few months later, I began
To like you.

From then on out, all was
Love and dislike,
And sometimes a terrible ache.

Once in a while you fed my
Liking for you.
Most of the time though,
You didn’t.

Then, I found out something
Not good, and in my heart,
I knew that it was over. . .

I don’t know if God will
Let me like you again,
But if that be so, or if it be
No, you were my first true
Love. . .Thank you.