notes app poetry #4

notes app poetry #4 • Kate Schmidt

the first time I held hands

was in a dark college parking lot.

I was nervous.

I said, “is this okay?”

and she said,

“yeah.”

the first time I fell in love was

every time, every moment.

over and over again.

I am still nervous.

so I’ll ask,

“is this okay?”

yeah. I think it is.

love is a drop in the ocean or a tidal wave.

every time, every moment.

over and over again.