Impulse

I woke up that morning
Wishing for that first kiss
Almost had it yesterday
But I was so nervous
I thought I'd miss

So here I am
In your arms
Wishing, Dreaming
Wanting you to
Hold me tighter
And kiss me

But you didn't
I could see questions in your eyes
Wondering if this was what I wanted
Or a result of the fever
I'd had for the past week

I didn't know how to answer
I didn't know what to do
But what I learned from this is
That when panic takes over
Impulse does too

I looked up into your deep blue eyes
And I really couldn't resist
So I was the one
To initiate my first kiss

It was perfect
Most people say that first times
For anything involving love
Is horrible
But this was as far as you can get

As I pulled away
I really didn't know what to do
Not to mention what to say
So I said those words
That were running through my thoughts
I whisper close
Into your ear
'I love you'

Three years later
At age sixteen
The words between us
They have changed
The words I shared
Have been sharred twice more
But when I said them
I meant them
And I have to say
Three years ago
'I loved you'
And this
Is no longer just impulse
But the honest truth