Dear love,
I know am not your first,
I know you have had wonderful memories before,
Memories that at times you feel you wonna hold on to them,
You've also had your lows, memories you wonna forget ever existed
I know some might have tortured you,
Created worst believes and thoughts in your mind,
Others became stepping stone for you,
Others creating a wonderful believe of life itself,

Dear love,
I know I'm not the first to receive a forehead kiss,
Feeling of safety in your arms,
I know I'm not the first you said to that you want a future with,
I know I'm not the first to tell to your face you are a book worth the peruses but,
Can I be the last you enjoy all the moments with?
In your lows and highs?
Celebrate life as it presents itself?
Grow old and laugh at our silly young love arguments?

Dear love,
I wonna be your last,
I wonna peruse this book daily never to get bored,
Revisit my best chapters, make sticker notes of them,
cry at the worst chapters,
Can I keep the book?
Forever???


© Olive shiku