Long before the summer came.
I figured out your name.
Little did I know of you.
I should be hiding from you.
When we kiss is a storm we create.
By the end it's too late.
Then we watched it all fall.
Without thinking to think tall.
This happens to us all.
Who will survive this ghastly burn?
Eventually the tables turn.
You will find your reason for
the future and forevermore.
Aug 3, 2015
Aug 3, 2015 at 3:32 PM UTC
Long before the summer came.
I figured out your name.
Little did I know of you.
I should be hiding from you.
When we kiss is a storm we create.
By the end it's too late.
Then we watched it all fall.
Without thinking to think tall.
This happens to us all.
Who will survive this ghastly burn?
Eventually the tables turn.
You will find your reason for
the future and forevermore.
Breakups, blegh.
