First sight
I saw you in passing
An image in my mind that is everlasting

First words
A greeting not to mention
a statement that I had attracted your attention

First sound
Your voice was unexpected
A hand that held my breath and lifted

First love
Though I knew it strange and wrong
My love for you continued to grow strong

First hope
Not knowing what you felt for me
I dreamed of the way I wish it could be

First mistake
Falling in love with you
I feel that what I dreamed for us will never be true

The eleventh Kass poem.

I, now, strongly protest the use of the word "love" in this poem.