I remember

I remember how nervous,
i first felt,
as my foot crossed the doorway,
the first time i went to your house.

i knew your dad,
i never felt i needed to impress him.
i never met your mom,
and something told me-
i needed to impress her.
the same with your sister,
she made me so nervous.
i worked with your brother,
there was no need for cover,
but i felt like i had to,
impress your sister and mother.

so i entered the doorway,
carrying a nervous grin on my face,
scared to death what you mother would say.
she looked me up and down,
she definitely didn't seem impressed.
in fact-
she seemed depressed
with a simple look of disapointment,
at where her son had chosen to be,
but i kept that nervous grin.
i only laughed when you did.
i kept my eyes down,
it just didn't seem like i was worthy.

you took me home that night,
i said a very polite 'good-night' to your family,
and when it was just me and you,
my fake nervous grin-
that faded.
i could finally let my wall down,
finally take away the cover.
because alone with you,
i could just be me.