The first time I saw you 

I was pain

You took my heart and held it over an open flame to melt away the cast iron that had formed around the glass 

First time we kissed 

I was hurt 

I had seen this picture before 

I took my glass heart and ran 

First time you said you loved me 

I was unsure 

I had said the words first 

But I never expected a response 

I was handing you my glass heart 

Praying you didn’t let go

First time you died 

I was pain (once again)

Knees on the ground 

Feeling around for pieces of my heart

Celebrating the pricks on my fingertips because they meant being one step closer to being whole 

First time I saw this you 

I was pain (a perfect trilogy)

I had just lost another incarnate 

But I knew you would be back even then

Whether ten years or a thousand 

You always returned 

The only thing that made immortality tolerable