Was it the first time you saw her smile?
How about the first time you heard her laugh?
Nope. Not then either.
The first time you were disappointed that she wasn't there?
The first time you smelled her hair?
The first time she touched you, hugged you, kissed you?
No, no, and no.
The first time you woke up next to her, and watched her as she slept?
Not even then.
How about when you first heard her cry?
That's when it happened. That's when I knew I was in trouble.