Things do not have to be this way
It is not too late to change our fate
Take a moment and think back
To the night we had our first real date
Close your eyes, remember my lips
Shaking and scared I used to be
I was young, I believed in you
Coaxed every ounce of trust out of me
I found confidence in your soft skin
Soul blossomed in your cupped hand
Sweet moments created me
Though they never went the way planned
You left me broken, bent out of shape
All but destroyed with despair
There is still a glimpse of that innocent child
Inside me is the girl I was before I had you there
Jun 23, 2018
Jun 23, 2018 at 4:22 PM UTC
Things do not have to be this way
It is not too late to change our fate
Take a moment and think back
To the night we had our first real date
Close your eyes, remember my lips
Shaking and scared I used to be
I was young, I believed in you
Coaxed every ounce of trust out of me
I found confidence in your soft skin
Soul blossomed in your cupped hand
Sweet moments created me
Though they never went the way planned
You left me broken, bent out of shape
All but destroyed with despair
There is still a glimpse of that innocent child
Inside me is the girl I was before I had you there
