The First Last Time

Please don't say this is the last time,
Even if it is. Don't speak it.
I've tried my best not to cry and laugh at the same time
Of how ironic it is, that we experience the last first time only once.
I think I want to do it again. Please?
Even though I didn't really like it in the first place,
Now that its over I don't want it to be,
Surly this will happen one more time?
How final you all make this out to be.
The permanent end. 
This could be the last time.
I don't like that.
How final it makes everything seem.
Wrapped up in a neat bow
with a card that says 'that was everything, thank you'
I don't think I'm ready to take that gift,
no matter how fantastic the present might be.
I don't want to experience my last first time for the first last time.
Not yet. I'm barely ready. 
And yet, I think I just did. 

 

Treblemaker

NY

YWP Alumni Advisor

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