Real first love

You're my first, And I don’t mean my first man, Or my first relationship. But the first to find rhythm With the symphony of my soul. The first to make I love you Feel less cringey and more real. The first I might finally nod to, As the seven vows are recited, one by one. Most importantly, The first to show me the meaning of real love, Where actions feel effortless, And words flow like honey.