First Love

You are the stars in my sky,
The ice in my breath.
You're the nails in my coffin,
My own kiss of death.

You stole my heart,
And I've lost my mind.
It might be alright-
If you weren't on it all the time.

Be gentle with my soul,
Your edges are rough.
Weather and break me,
You'll make me tough.

This is a give-and-take relationship.
Provide me with strength.
I'll give you complacency.
Just Imagine the life you could someday make with me.