Live in Boston Commons

I could have told you anything the first time I met you,
(I didn't know much about you then),
but I didn't.

I didn't tell you about my childhood,
growing up with my brother at home and my dad always gone,
and figuring out how to protect myself by hanging onto the foundations
that made me who I am now.

I didn't mention the first boy I thought I loved,
and how we grew up together believing we'd always be that way forever.
I can look at him now and say that my love is just as true,
but it's for who he was , not is.

I should have introduced myself better with words,
but I dove in face first instead.

I matched our heartbeats and told you I love you.
I hope that's enough.