my French is just as bad as when we met,
or didn't meet,
I swear.
and I'm probably going to waste my whole ******* youth regretting,
letting you go,
just because of a teenage romance,
and I swear,
nothing is worse than teenage romance.
nothing is better than teenage romance,
when it lasts.
and I swear,
I still got your address on my phone,
waiting to be used,
but what for?
I don't need to send love letters,
I guess.
I swear,
I still got your Christmas,
birthday present,
from last year.
it's a CD,
with songs that reminds me of you.
romantic,
huh?
yeah it was a dumb idea because you don't like romance,
but I do,
you were my ******* queen bee,
treated you the way you should be,
but after all,
I guess,
it was only a teenage romance,
and nothing is worse than a teenage romance,
3755 miles away.

(e.k.j.)