He was kind and sweet
The first boy to take my hand and hold it tight
Just like this
Though we were young and innocent
He took my heart with his very first look
No other boy could ever steal my gaze
That boy never had to try...
To make me love him
It was like magic when we first met
Like fireworks in a black night sky
Or like a neon arrow pointing right at him
I loathed my heart for it made me ache
If I took even just one look at him
This boy made my heart yearn
So much I wanted to scream
This boy tortured my soul
His loving smile tore me up
So hard I had wished for our first kiss
But when his kiss finally touched mine
It wasn't his skin or the kiss,
it was what he said
I'm moving away,
I hope to see you again someday
Dec 18, 2012
Dec 18, 2012 at 9:48 PM UTC
He was kind and sweet
The first boy to take my hand and hold it tight
Just like this
Though we were young and innocent
He took my heart with his very first look
No other boy could ever steal my gaze
That boy never had to try...
To make me love him
It was like magic when we first met
Like fireworks in a black night sky
Or like a neon arrow pointing right at him
I loathed my heart for it made me ache
If I took even just one look at him
This boy made my heart yearn
So much I wanted to scream
This boy tortured my soul
His loving smile tore me up
So hard I had wished for our first kiss
But when his kiss finally touched mine
It wasn't his skin or the kiss,
it was what he said
I'm moving away,
I hope to see you again someday
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