Young love, is a blind love.
When you think it's the best love.
Especially, when you're a teenager.
And very unaware of the games used to attract.
Those words, of I love you.
Draw in many to make rash decisions.
Many young girls know it.
The nine months ahead shows it.
And the young males realize it.
When they both must face responsibilty.
Young love.
Oh, the things you learn from it.
When your heart becomes broken.
Many goes through life looking back.
That your first crush.
Might have just been an infatuation of the heart.
And the only reason many are together is because of a child.
Nov 28, 2012
Nov 28, 2012 at 10:44 AM UTC
Young love, is a blind love.
When you think it's the best love.
Especially, when you're a teenager.
And very unaware of the games used to attract.
Those words, of I love you.
Draw in many to make rash decisions.
Many young girls know it.
The nine months ahead shows it.
And the young males realize it.
When they both must face responsibilty.
Young love.
Oh, the things you learn from it.
When your heart becomes broken.
Many goes through life looking back.
That your first crush.
Might have just been an infatuation of the heart.
And the only reason many are together is because of a child.
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