When i was 18,
I met a boy named Harry
His smile was so sweet, his eyes
shined like a fairy
He bumped into me completely
unaware,
When i was 19,
I kissed a boy named Harry,
His lips were so soft and tasted like
cherry,
He told me he loved me and proved it
was true,
He always sang 'you're perfect lou',
When i was 20,
We became stars,
That's when i noticed his hidden
scars,
I promised he will always be in my
heart,
They gave me a girlfriend to keep us apart,
When i was 21,
I barley talked to Harry,
His green eyes and shiny smile
became wary,
He spoke his hidden words on his
body with ink,
He washed away his tears with too
many drinks,
When i was 22,
No one talked to Harry,
He lived alone while i was forced to
marry,
His hurt grew and he kept his feelings
hidden away,
Although he smiled for the camera
each and every day,
When i was 23,
There was no Harry,
His green eyes no longer shined like a
fairy
He always loved me and proved it was true,
His final words he wrote were 'you're
still perfect lou'.
