First apprehension,

then euphoria.

The one today

is your second

but you were

the first.

A sizable first,

but oh, so

vulnerably

fragile.

The surgeries,

the disquiet,

the…

other things.

It was a lot.

The wound

in my heart

was worth

the flashes

of rhapsody

though.

I’m not sure

what else to say,

so better to say

nothing at all.

That’s all we have left.

Nothing