My first love was a radiant girl in my class.
She shone as brightly as the rising sun.
Her smile could unlock the doors of my heart,
Her laughter could break the silence like glass.
I don’t know what she saw in me,
But she loved me with the fervor of the midday sun.
I was an average-looking boy with a gentle smile.
I was rich, but I never showed off my wealth.
I stood at the top of the class; she came second.
I was good at math and science.
She was gifted in languages and the social sciences.
I helped her with equations and formulas,
She taught me grammar and meaning.
We hugged and kissed while we studied.
We held hands as we walked.
We graduated with gold medals,
And found jobs at once, having aced the tests.
Years passed, and we tied the knot.
Our parents cheered and blessed us.
We married in a beautiful church,
Surrounded by family and friends.
My first love is still my love—
She is also my wife.
