Interrogations of the teenage mind

here, take your knife [I]

Lamentations
Yes, that is the word
I would use to describe us
I had used to describe us

I was the new one and you were the old one

We had memories
There are albums upon albums of memories
Crisp, color photos
Im sure you burned them
As soon as he loved you

We had laughs
There were messages upon messages
I bet you exchanged the thousands of them
For his
As soon as he saved you

We had love
There were feelings I won't deny
And emotions I would take back
But they're not returnable
I had ripped the tag off thinking
You were different
But you stained them anyways

You slammed shut this bridge
In our relationship
You locked every window, every door
Set the place on fire
Threw away the key
And ran away with your prince
While I was stuck inside