to the first boy i loved

maybe it was the glimmer in your eye that night,

and the drinks that calmed the nerves.

but it was the way we talked,

like those two years never passed.

even as you stood tall,

with a beer in your hand,

and a smug look on your face,

i could still see the boy i loved.

i still saw the boy who took me on my first date,

the boy who cried in my arms,

the boy who held my shaking body.

it all felt a little different,

but your words still sounded the same.

we always used to worry about getting older,

but now look at what we became.

in a drunken haze you told me you went through our old messages,

and that you were sad we haven't talked.

were those beers finally taking down all your walls?

and as i pulled out of the driveway,

you ran to say goodbye,

with the glimmer in your eye

of the first boy i loved.