What happened to us?
we were so close,
talking every night ´till the sun rised gone.
I remember looking to you
looking at me back
with those green eyes and the kindness in your smile.
But what happened my dear?
why are we strangers now?
what happened to that kiss so late at night?

Now when I saw you walking by,
you didn´t even notice me
like it was all made up
we were so close
we were in love,
how can a memory feel so lost?
and there you are with her,
they tell me you are in love.
But I know better,
I know you better
or at least I thought so.

I think it was the spring
before sophomore year in
high school, a prelude to the
best and worst but I missed
that footnote. The previous
night was nice where romance
had intervened if at all possible
for 14 year olds. I should have
understood that devils come
at all ages in all seasons but
the stars beckoned summer
and your parents didn't know
and this was the first time I'd
ever been so secretive. Wasn't
until now I'd realized you have
always been a limit pusher, I
didn't understand then, when
you asked to stick your hand
down my shirt. I cannot call
myself stupid for being young,
but let's call it a lapse in morality.
you frowned, pulled back and
told me there was nothing there.
It has always been the smallest
things said that have injured me
the greatest.

If you're a flower,
Then I'm a ***,
Because you grew up,
And I did not.