i was fourteen when we started talking. you were sixteen.
i'm seventeen now.
there's something indescribable about the innocence a child has in every aspect.
you may have never taken my innocence physically, but mentally you took any slither of the childhood i had left in me.
you took anything young and childlike about me and you crushed it like it was nothing.
i was fourteen when we started talking.
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thoughts about you
Poetryjus some thoughts i have about you. you'll never find this but i need to get it off my chest somehow. enjoy, or don't.
