I met a girl,

With dark brown curls.

We kissed,

Sending shock,

Bringing my heart to beat.

I realize,

I haven't been alive

Until I kissed her.

But now we look into each other's eyes,

Both realizing the chains,

Holding both our hearts together,

Are breaking quicker

Every time we share our love.

I smirk thinking of the first kiss.

I know the chains will fall apart,

But I love her for what she did.

She brought me back to life,

Showing what it means to be alive.

I'm happy now.

I'm grateful.

Thank you,

And good-bye.