We met freshmen year,
When I was a mere child,
The ripe age of 14
at the time you were 15
When I first saw you,
I thought my heart was going to cave in,
You were so beautiful
like a majestic piece of artwork
So sweet and refreshing like
a piece of sour candy.
So sweet and delicious
like soft-served sherbet (your favorite)
You were and are my first love.
but your love is a bittersweet memory.
A bittersweet moment that I will not be able to taste again.
YOU ARE READING
Sugar, Spice And Everything Not So Nice☀️
SachbücherThis is a book of poetry that I've written. I've also posted this on quotev. But this book includes stuff about pain, love, growth, etc. also I'll try to update everyday. But i hope you enjoy❤️
