muffin
2.5
remembering the first day
is as easy as being gay
it was the day i fell
the day id always tell
about that awesome boy
who brought me joy
the one who only fits
of that i will admit
from the book you gave
to the bracelet you made
the valentine you wrote
and the words you spoke
ice cream that you gave
blue candle i saved
with watermelon in hand
my heart expands
"will you be my muse?"
you sent my heart aflutter
my legs, melted butter
it was then, my heart knew
that it would be owned by you
---
you are the first and the last
---
remembering the first day
is as easy as being gay
it was the day i fell
the day id always tell
about that awesome boy
who brought me joy
the one who only fits
of that i will admit
from the book you gave
to the bracelet you made
the valentine you wrote
and the words you spoke
ice cream that you gave
blue candle i saved
with watermelon in hand
my heart expands
"will you be my muse?"
you sent my heart aflutter
my legs, melted butter
it was then, my heart knew
that it would be owned by you
---
you are the first and the last
---