I've Been Wrong About Love And First Kisses

I've been writing books about it for years- Love, I mean- And a lot of my readers like to tell me how good at it I am- But then you lifted my chin and kissed me and it made that sound, And I realized how wrong I've been. Love isn't an escape from the pain of my past- It's the home everyone tries to keep me away from- Love isn't just a kiss and those 3 words, It's the promises made with them- The 'I'll be there for you' and the 'I won't let them hurt you-' Love isn't an emotion, It's a state of being- And I am there- Love is a song about protection, Love is a safety blanket, Love is a hoodie, Is a secret passed between people- I've written a hundred- a thousand- First kisses- Not one was like ours- I've always written them as a start or a finish- But I was so wrong- That wasn't a start, wasn't a finish, wasn't a hello or goodbye, That was a promise- an 'I love you-' That was no apology, Neither one of us used it for more than it was- I don't know what it was for you- Other than awful because I didn't kiss back I should have kissed back- But for me, that was a thousand unsaid words, A gentle reminder I wasn't alone- Not anymore, you've been where I've been- you know how it feels- And the best bart was that was forever, even if you aren't- I hope you are- You don't get many firsts in life- but I'm glad I had that one with you.