By Arcassin Burnham

Teenage lovers,
With not much to know,
About the world,
And how the stars will glow,
Its you,
Or maybe it was your bed,
Either way both were comfortable,
Kissing me,
Before I get inside your head,
You're the one,
Who says the things you don't believe,
And when you no longer believe,
You're only left touching me,
But you say I'm not the one,
And whats the cost of friends,
You never needed anyone,
Before we're one again.