Might've liked it..
Her name was Hanna.
She became quite a good friend.
But Hanna carried a secret...
Hanna wasn't into men.She had her sights set on me.
At first...I thought against it, but
Hanna then took the lead.The way she touched me, had me coming a part.
I knew I wasn't into women,
but this girl really had me spinning
right from the very start.She had a knock out smile.
Her baby blue eyes,
would have you lost for a while.We'd sneak off from a crowded room.
Where the dark corners lie.
Damn the crazy things she would do.They say we all have our experiences...
Hanna was my last, my only,
in the box of dirty little secrets.Hanna was hot...
So, I thought why not?
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