a poem about a girl who wants to remove her presence and regrets meeting someone in her life who makes her feel as if she is floating in the air which ends with a sudden wave of realization that this person hates her

It's happened once it could happen again at any moment. Poor Lizzie has gone through what no 14 year old girl should through. They took her childhood and innocence once and they're not scared to come back again.

"I-I think I'm a bubblegum." "You're a what?" I asked bewildered. "Be-Because I wa-wanna be stu-stuck on y-you." He blushed. I giggled at his adorable attempt. "How old are you again?" I asked. He scratched the back of his neck and blushed. 'He's cute' I thought to myself. *A bunch of FLUFF coming your way*