I thought my first love was the butterfly,

he always made my heart flutter,

formed many tiny dragonflies in my stomach

and would always turn my feet into butter.

I thought my first love was the boy from 9th grade.

He always seemed to make me laugh.

Though his presence didn’t make me nervous,

the way we clicked formed some sort of love.

I thought my first love was the player.

He’d wink at me,

I’d smile shyly.

He knew which buttons to press

to make me all warm and fuzzy.

He knew which buttons to press for every girl.

I thought my first love could only be a boy,

but my first love was you,

My very own sister.

You are the first person I learned to love.

You’re the only person I’ve ever loved.