The first to let me be myself,
To think for myself;
To listen to my thoughts
And actually hear what I say.
The first to make me feel beautiful,
To feel unconsciously sexy,
Inside and out;
To feel appreciated,
Wanted for who I am,
And to feel worthy of such devotion.
The first to accept the consequences of my insecurities,
And still love me unconditionally.
The first to show me what true love is,
What it takes to sacrifice everything
In the name of that love.
You will always be my first,
My last,
My love.
(For my wonderful husband.)
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