It seems so long ago
we were just two teenagers in love.
We were living free at seventeen
in our own little dream.
Her blue eyes and my twisted smile
used to feel like something that would never go out of style.
Those summer days were magic,
tattooed in my memory permanently.
She's probably married with a couple of kids
and I’m just someone she doesn’t even miss.
Some move on, others don’t let go
and yeah, I still haven’t let go.
It was just a little teen romance
and that’s probably why we lost that chance;
the chance for us to make it last, to work for it hard.
It went by so fast, but she still has a piece of my heart.
When she kissed me, time stood still
and it showed my young heart how to feel.
I've come a long way since the last day I saw her face,
but I can’t help to smile, whenever I think of those beautiful days.
Written on November 1, 2007
Composition number: 287